Chu Zhantian was truly enraged. He had not expected even the Divine Dragon Inn's proprietor to come and bully him.
"These tables and chairs were all crafted from the finest Spirit Wood, Silver Pear Tree. You surely know the price of Silver Pear Tree. Ten million low-grade Spirit Stones is already in consideration of your status as a disciple of the Azure Dragon Sacred Sect!"
The proprietor's face was cold and indifferent, utterly unconcerned by Chu Zhantian's livid expression. He continued, "Compensate me at once, or do not blame this old man for showing no courtesy!"
"You...!"
Chu Zhantian wanted to explode, but reason told him that he had to endure. He forcefully suppressed the fury in his heart and glanced at the tables and chairs that had been reduced to fragments, his expression turning ugly. Those furnishings did indeed seem to be made of superior Spirit Wood.
After considering it briefly, Chu Zhantian said with a dark face, "Five million low-grade Spirit Stones. That is all I have. I hope the proprietor can give me some face!"
Chu Zhantian had also come to terms with it. Endure for a moment, and the winds would calm and the waves would settle. He would treat these Spirit Stones as having been paid by Su Mo anyway, because he would certainly strip Su Mo clean.
Su Mo had stolen his Storage Ring, so this time, he would naturally take back both principal and interest.
"Ten million. That is this old man's bottom line!" The proprietor lightly shook his head, refusing to yield in the slightest.
Chu Zhantian's brows furrowed deeply. He had not expected the proprietor to be so unwilling to give him face.
"Proprietor, here are ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones!"
Just as Chu Zhantian was considering how to handle this,