Qian Xunji was crippled

Xu Xiao was robbing them with his prices plainly displayed, unafraid of their displeasure.

Qian Daoliu suppressed the fury in his heart.

He now suspected he had fallen into a trap.

But this concerned his granddaughter, so he had no choice but to take it seriously.

Damn him!

"Regardless, thank you, Grand Spirit Lord."

"If the need arises, I will return."

"Farewell!"

Qian Daoliu wanted nothing more than to go back and verify Xu Xiao's words.

"Safe travels, you two."

"If you find I lied, you don't have to send the remaining resources."

"Here at Chuan Ling, we believe in willing buyers and willing sellers."

Xu Xiao said it deliberately.

"No need. Spirit Hall has more integrity than that."

"Farewell!"

Qian Daoliu swept his sleeve and left with Golden Crocodile.

Xu Xiao watched him leave. Doesn't keeping up that act get exhausting?

"Big Brother, do you think they'll do it?" Yue Guan asked.

"I gave him the method. He definitely will."

"Qian Renxue can initiate the angel nine trials. She's their hope."

"And she's Qian Daoliu's only grandchild. How could he possibly give up on her?"

Qian Renxue was the apple of Qian Daoliu's eye. How could he not worry?

It was precisely because Xu Xiao understood Qian Daoliu that he dared to do this.

"Big Brother, what will happen to Qian Xunji, then?" Yue Guan asked again.

"I don't know either. At worst, he'll die."

Xu Xiao shrugged. Qian Xunji had to die anyway; letting him live was out of the question. He had lived long enough. If he died like this, that would be fine too.

Yue Guan's mouth twitched at those words. That was his big brother, all right—simple and brutal.

"Come on. I'll take you to watch."

Xu Xiao rose.

"Big Brother, won't they discover us?"