"One-nine?"
Hong Dang's brows shot up. "You take the nine, or I take the nine?"
"Brother Hong Dang, are you dreaming?"
Xu Xiaoshou sneered, his killer's greedy nature suddenly laid bare. "Breaking the formation is on me. You're merely a little firepower bait. Without me, you won't get even ten percent of the spirit herbs."
"One-nine is impossible!" Hong Dang sneered. "Even if the great credit is yours, the formation-breaking is yours, and I'm only drawing fire... I won't agree without four-six!"
"Two-eight!"
"Four-six!"
"Three-seven!"
"Fine, deal. Three-seven it is—I take three, you take seven!" Hong Dang abruptly agreed.
After all, he was not a spirit array master. If he tried to force his way through this barrier, he would likely only provoke a counterattack from the Shennong Medicine Garden's guardians.
Then, forget thirty percent—he might not even get a single sacred herb.
Since Double Fool could break the formation, Hong Dang was more than happy to take it easy.
He only had to draw some fire. It was not as though he would die, and Hong Dang had great confidence in his life-preserving methods.
Moreover, having backed down from "one-nine" to "three-seven," such an exaggerated distribution of benefits let Hong Dang see Double Fool's greedy nature clearly.
At last, he believed that the spirit herbs produced by the Shennong Medicine Garden might truly be as miraculous as the other party claimed.
Otherwise, this fellow would have proposed some "fifty-fifty split," then stabbed him in the back and taken all ten parts for himself in the end.
The reason he had conceded this much was probably only because he did not want to waste time waiting for too many people to arrive.
"Pleasure doing business." Xu Xiaoshou's lips curled upward as he extended a hand. He thought that no one