Less than an hour after Ye Zhen and Zhao Zhong returned to that secluded little residence, Earl Xitian came rushing over in a cloud of dust, bringing a group of old eunuchs like Zhao Zhong with him.
Clearly, he did not want too many people to know about something as humiliating as losing face and bowing his head.
Every one of these old eunuchs was utterly loyal to the royal family. Afterward, if Earl Xitian wished it, a single order from him would make these eunuchs kill themselves on the spot.
"Haha, it seems Earl Xitian has thought things through. Ye is curious—what price will Lord Xie put on his own life?" Ye Zhen greeted him with a smile.
Earl Xitian's mouth twitched. "Five hundred Spirit Nurturing Pills, ten million Low-grade Spirit Stones, one hundred thousand Mid-grade Spirit Stones, five thousand High-grade Spirit Stones..."
"Senior Zhao, let's go. We'll return to serve the Marquis!"
Before Earl Xitian could finish, Ye Zhen grabbed Zhao Gao and prepared to soar into the air.
That move terrified Earl Xitian. Unable to mobilize spiritual power and fly, and not daring to order his attendant eunuchs to stop them, he nearly shouted himself hoarse in his panic. "Don't—don't go! We can talk this over, we can talk this over! We can still negotiate!"
Of course, Ye Zhen had no intention of truly leaving. He slowly descended back to the ground and fixed Earl Xitian with a cold stare. "We can negotiate, but I need sincerity! If Lord Xie thinks Ye is some clueless fool from a backwater mountain ravine and still intends to fob me off, then there is no need for us to continue talking."
"Of course, of course! This old man will show his sincerity!" Earl Xitian was sweating profusely. Wealth could be