When Dao Mei looked at Lord of the Clouds in Ye Weiming's hand, her gaze was clearly anything but ordinary.
It was filled with naked possessiveness!
Ye Weiming was genuinely startled by her big-bad-wolf stare. He instinctively took half a step back, held Lord of the Clouds across his chest protectively, and asked warily, "What are you trying to do?"
"What's with that expression? Do you think I'm after your body?" Dao Mei pointed at Lord of the Clouds in his hand and continued, "I'm interested in that saber. To be honest, very interested. Name your terms. Set a price!"
Dao Mei's straightforward display of her desire, along with her appearance of being determined to get what she wanted no matter the cost—even willing to be taken advantage of—was not because she was too foolish to understand such basic negotiation tactics. It was because...
After more than a year of interaction, Dao Mei had gained a certain understanding of Ye Weiming's style of doing things.
Though she still could not see through or imitate things like his trump cards and methods, she had grasped some patterns in Ye Weiming's principles and habits when dealing with people.
If Dao Mei acted clever enough at this moment, deliberately concealing her needs and making it clear that she wanted to achieve her goal at the smallest possible cost—
Then Ye Weiming would definitely fleece her until she doubted her own existence.
On the other hand, if she acted as she did now, with no calculations whatsoever, openly stating what she wanted and adopting a completely compliant attitude, Ye Weiming would instead feel too embarrassed to rip her off. He would simply give her a more reasonable price, and everyone would come out happy.
But after hearing Dao Mei's request, Ye Weiming asked curiously,