"Alright."
Yan Shaozhe nodded decisively without the slightest hesitation.
"Dean, you're getting ahead of yourself. Listen to everything I have to say before deciding whether to agree."
Xue Nianbing smiled.
Yan Shaozhe: "..."
That smile of yours is so clearly up to no good—it gives me the creeps.
He was clearly only a Level 40 Soul Ancestor, yet he made a rank-95 Super Douluo like himself feel afraid. If word got out, people would laugh their heads off.
Seeing that Yan Shaozhe was no longer interrupting, Xue Nianbing slowly said, "For one Ten-Year Soul Bone, I'll suppress Senior Ma's Evil Fire for one day. A Hundred-Year Soul Bone gets ten days, a Thousand-Year Soul Bone gets one month, a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone gets three months, and a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone gets one year."
"External Soul Bones are priced separately. Regardless of their age, the starting term is half a year. Depending on their value, there's no upper limit."
Before his words had even faded—
The eyes of Yan Shaozhe and the other two widened as they stared at Xue Nianbing in disbelief.
Even Du Wilun could sense the faintly uncontrollable aura emanating from Yan Shaozhe, as though he was about to explode.
The consequences of a rank-95 Power Attack System Super Douluo going berserk would be unimaginable.
"You... You're making an outrageous demand! Who sets conditions like that?!" Unable to bear it any longer, Ma Xiaotao glared at Xue Nianbing with fury on her face.
If this had happened earlier, Yan Shaozhe would have stopped her.
But now, Ma Xiaotao's reaction was exactly how he felt inside.
A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone was only enough for one year of treatment?
You're robbing people—no, robbing Soul Bones!
Yan Shaozhe had originally planned to give Xue Nianbing