The round-faced young man said, "You're asking for too much. I can't give you that. Seven at most. Otherwise, just go ahead and kill me."
Xu Yi said coldly, "Then I'll send you on your way. You think seven pieces of Profound Yellow Essence can buy you a chance to pass the Martial Trial? Don't you think that's a little too cheap?"
As he spoke, he raised a hand, and thunder cracked in the air once more.
"Fine, fine, fine..."
The round-faced young man quivered like a chick choking down a peanut, clucking nonstop.
Xu Yi dispelled the thunder. "Thirty!"
"You might as well rob me."
"That's exactly what I'm doing."
"You—you... You're going back on your word! You were the one who named fifteen pieces of Profound Yellow Essence as the price. How can you renege?"
"I was just pointing out that getting the qualifications for the Martial Trial costs fifteen pieces of Profound Yellow Essence, and that's with connections and no markup. Without connections, there'd definitely be a markup. Even twenty pieces might not be enough to get a recommendation letter. Besides, you yourself said that since you've held out this long, you've basically passed the Martial Trial. If I eliminate you now, it's surely not the same as eliminating you when you first entered the Chang'an Realm. You have to admit that, right? Enough, I won't say any more. Thirty. Take it or I'll send you on your way."
"Scoundrel, bastard, thief, damn dog... Don't, don't do it! I've got another idea."
Seeing Xu Yi about to attack again, the round-faced young man hurriedly called for him to stop. He fixed his eyes on Xu Yi and said, "I know a few fat sheep. They're carrying out their Lineages' missions, so there's no way they'll give up