"You... You don't keep your word!" Shen Yue pointed at Xian Wu angrily.
After handing out the IOUs to the six of them one by one, Xian Wu shook his head and said, "Not so, not so. The IOUs were written for them, so your grievances with them are settled. But you and I still have a score to settle."
"What score do I have to settle with you?" Shen Yue asked, confused. For one thing, he hadn't brought people to beat him up; for another, he hadn't insulted him in public.
Xian Wu put his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "Young Master Shen, you really are a forgetful man of importance. Did you forget that you stole my class representative position in martial arts? Did you also forget how you made me run laps as punishment during class?"
"You... What do you want?" Shen Yue took a step back. "I can write you an IOU, just like them."
His most pressing concern was to get away as quickly as possible. Once he returned to his family, he'd bring over some Silver Grade experts. Not only would he snatch back the IOUs, he'd beat the seven of them to a pulp and repay them tenfold for the humiliation he'd suffered.
Xian Wu shook his head. "I don't want money. I want Gold Rank demon spirits. How about this: get me three Gold Rank demon spirits, and we'll call it even."
"Three Gold Rank demon spirits? That's nearly ten million Demon Spirit Coins! Isn't that a bit much?" Shen Yue was stunned by Xian Wu's outrageous demand. He really had some nerve asking for that much. Shen Yue didn't have the authority to mobilize such a huge sum of money.
Hearing Shen Yue say that, Xian Wu's