This was exactly what Yang Chen wanted.
You wanted to ambush me, so you ambushed me. Now you wanted me to release him just because you said a couple of words?
Impossible!
If you wanted him back, then in one sentence: offer the proper terms. Otherwise, there was absolutely no possibility!
Now that Deacon Haina had brought it up, Yang Chen showed no politeness at all. He said lazily, "Fine. You want him back? Very simple. One King Divine Artifact."
At those words, quite a few people drew sharp breaths.
Yang Chen was truly opening his jaws like a lion.
Asking for a King Divine Artifact right off the bat—if that was not opening his jaws like a lion, what was?
Deacon Haina's lips twitched as well. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Yang Chen, you are going too far. A King Divine Artifact—do you know what a King Divine Artifact signifies?"
Yang Chen knew that King Divine Artifacts were extremely precious. In truth, he was indeed opening his jaws like a lion.
But he had not expected Deacon Haina to agree. He was merely laying the groundwork for what came next.
As for now, Yang Chen said fiercely, "What? If I had been the one to lose today instead of him, I might have lost my life. Are you saying that my life is not worth a King Divine Artifact? Or are you saying that your Nirvana Sect thinks Lin Feiyu is not worth one King Divine Artifact?"
Deacon Haina was now sweating profusely from Yang Chen's pressure. Boundless rage surged within him. Yang Chen, a mere Nirvana Stage brat, actually dared to negotiate terms with him like this. How could he not be angry?
But he knew clearly that he had to stay calm now. Calm!
"Yang Chen, a