Di Liuxin was terrified beyond words.
Who wouldn't be afraid when someone asked whether you were worth anything, all while grinning maliciously right in your face?
Hanyu grinned and pulled Di Liuxin down toward the ground.
The idea had come to him on a whim. Di Liuxin was one of the Four Poles Hall's members, after all—important enough to put on airs, high enough in status. As for his worth...
Hanyu figured it had to be high, too.
So!
"I'm planning to trade you for Dao Seeking Stones. Give me a suggestion: how many do you think you're worth?"
Di Liuxin was overcome with shame and fury.
What was this?
Hanyu wanted to sell him like a piece of merchandise, and now he wanted Di Liuxin to set his own price. Put bluntly, he was selling him off and making him count the money, too.
Di Liuxin shook his head frantically, and Hanyu's expression darkened at once.
He hadn't come across such a stubborn bone in a long time.
But when Di Liuxin finally spoke, his answer caught Hanyu completely off guard.
"You won't get a single one for me."
Di Liuxin looked wretched, despair written across his face.
Hanyu was startled, but naturally didn't believe him.
"You're the Fourth Brother of the Four Poles Hall, at least. Don't sell yourself short."
Even if he wasn't worth eight hundred or a thousand, Hanyu could accept three or five hundred.
Surely he wasn't so miserable that he wasn't worth even one?
"You've crippled me. I'm completely useless to the Heavenly Dao Sect now. Why would the First Brother and the others save a cripple?"
"Not even for old times' sake?"
Hanyu furrowed his brow.
Di Liuxin sighed, then asked in return, "Did we show Fifth Brother any mercy?"
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