It was really a matter of degree.
Wu Pifu proposed peaceful talks, but that "degree" required the other party to be human. As for nonhumans, he could not even be bothered to spare them a glance.
Likewise, the premise of any trade he was willing to make was equality and mutual benefit. It was impossible for him to ask to learn a Nen ability, only for the other party to demand that he destroy the entire world.
First, he was not a wish-granting machine. Second, he could not destroy innocent lives. Third, the value had to be equivalent.
Of course, since he was the one proposing the trade, he could allow for a certain premium, but he would absolutely not accept some wildly inflated demand.
He felt that his proposal was quite good. As for whether these people might demand some nonhuman slaughter or something, they were all human. At most, some of them were perverts or villains. They probably would not make such a request, and even if they did, he could simply refuse outright.
No one present rejected Wu Pifu's suggestion. Regardless of their reasons or circumstances, at least on the surface, the atmosphere of immediately starting a fight eased somewhat.
Peter Yang and Jin were still staring at each other when Paris smiled at Wu Pifu and said, "Sir, could you give us some time to discuss this? We need to deliberate, and we still have internal conflicts to work through. Surely you cannot expect us to agree immediately and state our wishes right now?"
"Of course."
Wu Pifu naturally could not force them so harshly. Rising to his feet, he said, "Just prepare an ordinary room for me. Let my three meals a day be the same as yours. I have no other requirements. Then... will