He liked nothing but beauty. Power and money—beauty had already been killed by him, and she could not offer power. That left only money.
Mirai listened, hesitated for a moment, then finally asked, "How much can you pay?"
"Eh?" Song Ziling's eyes widened. She had never imagined that this demon-like man, who killed without blinking, could actually be moved by money?!
"One million taels... I only have 500,000 taels in liquid funds. For the remaining 500,000, I can borrow from my other partners. They'll lend it to me." Song Ziling was a little uneasy, afraid that she would fail to sway Mirai. She added, "If you think it's too little, I... I can sell this shop as well..."
"Fine." Mirai cut Song Ziling off and said, "Actually, I hadn't planned on killing so many people. I only wanted to kill He Rin. Who knew who would end up dying?"
"Yes, yes, you're right. Those two wanted to die themselves. No one else can be blamed," Song Ziling echoed.
"Wipe the blood off yourself before talking to me. It's really disgusting."
"Yes, yes!"
Song Ziling replied, then went downstairs to clean herself up.
"Stop fooling around. After you killed He Rin just now, those people who escaped have probably gone to the Tea Village guard force. If they come after us, it could be troublesome."
Rock Lee frowned and gradually looked out the window. Some people had begun to surround the place. He could not help reminding Mirai out of concern. After all, Mirai had killed people in a teahouse in full view of everyone in Tea Village. The impact was far too bad.
"Mm. Although those guards are like ants in my eyes, they're still a problem." Mirai nodded and stomped his foot in irritation.
"Alright, once I get 500,000