"Tell me. What do you want?"
Ma Xiaotao raised her charming face, determination gleaming in her phoenix eyes as she spoke resolutely.
Lin Ran turned around and looked down at the girl, speaking calmly. "It's not about what I want. It's about what you can give me that I want."
Ma Xiaotao froze for a moment, her slender eyebrows knitting as she fell into thought. "What can I give you that you want?"
Lin Ran nodded slightly, looking at the girl before him as though she were a little bird steadily falling into a trap.
When one held the initiative in a negotiation and the other side had no way to flip the table, one should do as he was doing now—press them without haste, forcing them to lower their expectations step by step, to retreat step by step, until in the end, no matter what demand was made—even selling themselves—they would have no choice but to agree.
Ma Xiaotao raised her head. "I can give you soul bones—top-grade soul bones that are over ten thousand years old."
Lin Ran said, "My teacher is Body Douluo Du Busi. Do you think I lack soul bones?"
"Help you hunt soul rings?"
"Not necessary."
"Heavenly treasures?"
"Not necessary."
Soul rings, soul bones, and heavenly treasures were already the things ordinary soul masters needed most. Beyond those, Ma Xiaotao truly could not think of anything Lin Ran might want.
She sat there blankly, at a loss. The confusion and pain in her phoenix eyes grew ever thicker.
Seeing this, an imperceptible smile flashed through Lin Ran's eyes, but his tone remained exceedingly cold. "It seems you really can't think of anything I want. But that makes sense. You truly have nothing I want. Then so be it. Once you repay the debt you