I Won't Take Handouts

This bastard was quick on the uptake. He must have discovered the major drawback of the Yin-Quenching Body-Refinement Technique, but he didn't want to expose it. That way, he still had a chance to resell it.

Yang Ling watched Dong Wu with a smile. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted someone standing outside the shop that offered loans to Grandmasters, quietly observing the situation.

By rights, this should have been a case of "everyone goes home happy."

He had taken a hundred thousand transaction points from Dong Wu, and Dong Wu could figure out how to resell the Yin-Quenching Body-Refinement Technique to recover his losses.

The deal was already done.

"Oh, right. I forgot to mention something earlier. This Yin-Quenching Body-Refinement Technique actually has a drawback."

Yang Ling said, "That's also why I've never practiced it."

"Shut your fucking mouth!"

Dong Wu's face changed in alarm. Throwing all other concerns aside, he burst into curses.

"There's more juicy gossip?"

The Grandmasters in Huo Si Plaza paused, their gazes shifting between Yang Ling and Dong Wu.

Li Piaoxue stared at Yang Ling suspiciously.

Heartless Sword and the others were also taken aback.

Judging by Dong Wu's alarm, this drawback might be no small matter.

"I'll give you another ten thousand transaction points. Keep your fucking mouth shut!"

Dong Wu's voice condensed into a thin thread that reached Yang Ling's ears.

He was about to explode with rage. Not only had this man handed him a First-Rate Internal Skill with an obvious flaw, he was about to expose the Yin-Quenching Body-Refinement Technique's defect. Wasn't he trying to screw him over completely?

"What? You'll give me another ten thousand transaction points? To keep me from mentioning the drawback?"

Yang Ling looked startled and waved his hands repeatedly.

"No, that won't