"Eighty. Not a single one less."
"Thirty. That's the number—no more, no less. To me, it made no difference whether we traded or not."
"That outdated stuff was beneath my notice. At most, I'd sell it to the village, make some money, and buy materials to build puppets."
"Chiyo, I can tell you right now, the number won't increase. Thirty. If you agree, we trade immediately. If not, then let's pretend we never discussed this."
Jingyi could not be bothered haggling with Chiyo. Thirty meant thirty—not one more.
Take it or leave it.
His resolute tone and unyielding bottom line left Chiyo with no room to bargain.
Trade?
Or not?
"Then, a pleasant cooperation."
The two sides stared each other down for quite a while. Once Chiyo confirmed that Jingyi truly had no intention of backing down, she could only grit her teeth and concede.
"A pleasant cooperation."
Jingyi smiled and promised, "I'm a man who values honesty, so I guarantee there won't be any issues with the puppets used for the exchange."
"Whether your village uses them or experiments on them is none of my concern."
"I also hope your village won't hold anything back. If I discover that the items you trade have flaws, or that you deliberately conceal any important intelligence or secrets, I'll personally come knocking to demand an explanation—and compensation."
If you didn't want me coming to your door looking for trouble, then be sincere and straightforward.
Don't make trouble for yourselves.
Others might not dare show up at someone's door to demand an explanation, but Jingyi Hyuga did.
And he could make them give him a proper explanation and offer compensation with their own hands.
So if they wanted to play dirty, they had better prepare themselves first.
Faced with Jingyi's advance warning, Chiyo's