With a sincere smile spread across his face, Lord Cloud Nether raised one finger. "No matter what price this foreign god offers you, Your Majesty Lin Qi, I'll top his bid by ten percent! What do you think?"
Lin Qi immediately broke into a satisfied grin, the flesh on his face bunching into folds as his eyes narrowed to slits. He tossed Idar a coquettish glance, then swiftly swept his gaze over Sogra. "Then, Lord Idar, what do you think? This generous gentleman who appeared out of nowhere has said that no matter what price you offer, he'll give ten percent more!"
Taking a deep breath, Lin Qi sighed from the bottom of his heart. "How generous! How lavish! From this gentleman's smile, I can sense a murderous intent that means no good! Lord Idar, he means ill toward your younger brother. If he really buys your brother from me, I imagine his fate will become very miserable, won't it?"
Idar was so furious that his lips turned blue, and his whole body trembled. He had taken a blow from Lord Autumn Wind's massive pincer, and every rib in his body was now shattered, his internal organs violently shaken. The souls of countless fanatical beastman believers were frantically praising his divine name, burning their own origins to transform into immense life force and faith power to repair Idar's divine body. Idar had to stall for time!
Casting a venomous glance at Lord Cloud Nether, Idar sneered mockingly. "Lowly human, do you think you are wealthier than the Sky Divine Clan? Wealthier than the entire Odin Temple? You are merely a human! Nothing more than a lowly human!"
Lord Cloud Nether gave an arrogant snort. With his hands clasped behind his back, he cast Idar a disdainful sidelong look. "Stupid feathered