Xu Yi smiled. "My little scheme was seen through by Brother Ping, and you even called it out. I'm truly embarrassed."
He couldn't be bothered to explain. He knew perfectly well that Flat Waves had exposed him for no other reason than to gain the upper hand psychologically, make him feel guilty, and smooth the way for the negotiations to come.
But those little tricks wouldn't work on Old Devil Xu.
Flat Waves stared at Xu Yi in surprise, thinking, This guy's got some nerve. He decided to get straight to the point. "Name your price. I want that forbidden token."
Xu Yi turned his teacup around and smiled. "I'll have to think it over carefully."
Flat Waves tapped a finger on the table, making a loud knocking sound. "How about I help you kill Pang Qingyun?"
Xu Yi raised an eyebrow and looked at Flat Waves, then suddenly smiled. "Brother Ping, that's quite a bloodthirsty offer. Pang Qingyun is nothing but a dried-up corpse in a grave to me. There's no need for you to get involved."
The instant Flat Waves offered to kill Pang Qingyun for him, Xu Yi had been tempted. He didn't care how Pang Qingyun died, so long as the man died.
But on second thought, he suddenly understood Flat Waves' strategy. It was both a show of force and a probe.
The show of force had really begun when Flat Waves killed Song Jinbiao in public. No matter how badly Song Jinbiao had offended him, he had at least been a trial disciple of the Three Tombs Mountain sect. Yet Flat Waves had killed him just like that, before everyone's eyes. What domineering force!
Now he had openly offered to kill Pang Qingyun for Xu Yi. Never mind that Pang Qingyun was a trial