"How would you know whether I can repair it without letting me try? Since the City Lord has brought out an immortal weapon for me to repair, you must trust me, not be here to extort me, right?"
Jiang Ping An met Kou Jun's gaze directly.
Although Kou Jun had indeed come to extort him, there was no way he could say such a thing openly.
Kou Jun did not believe that the Weapon Refinement Immortal Master before him could repair his immortal blade. He had been waiting for the other party to pay up, yet the man claimed he could fix it.
He suspected that the other party could not repair it at all. He was merely claiming he could, while actually waiting for a chance to flee.
Kou Jun took out a golden talisman. "This is a Tracking Talisman. Once it is affixed to your body, it cannot be removed for a hundred years."
"I'll give you one last chance. Either compensate this City Lord with ten million Immortal Crystals right now, or I'll place this talisman on you to keep you from running away, and you will repair this City Lord's immortal blade."
"If you cannot repair it, then it will not be as simple as compensating ten million Immortal Crystals."
Kou Jun's voice was icy. A terrifying aura flickered around him, making his threat abundantly clear.
"I can repair it." Jiang Ping An did not change his answer.
"Haha, good. Very good." Kou Jun laughed, his laughter exceedingly sinister.
He slammed the golden talisman in his hand heavily onto Jiang Ping An's shoulder.
Jiang Ping An's shoulder dislocated and shattered, sending him stumbling back several steps.
"Within ten years, you must repair this City Lord's immortal blade. During that time, you are not permitted to leave