After hearing Shen Bing's words, the Third Prince remained silent for a long time.
He really felt too embarrassed to refuse Shen Bing's request. He also knew that if Shen Bing wanted to leave on his own, those Great Demons could do nothing to stop him.
It could be said that he had brought all this upon himself.
Shen Bing's offer of ten free Nine Heavens Divine Thunder attacks was already more than generous. The Third Prince knew Shen Bing's strength; someone at his cultivation realm truly could not unleash attacks of such tremendous power. It was understandable that he would have to pay a price for them.
But... he was genuinely worried! What if ten bolts, or even twenty, failed to intimidate those Great Demons, and they ultimately had to wipe them all out? Wouldn't that bankrupt him?
He had nothing to worry about with the first ten bolts. The problem was the cost after that, which he alone would bear, leaving the Mist-Ethereal Adept free to use them without any pressure. If ninety bolts suddenly came crashing down at once, he would probably be left dumbfounded.
"Piaomiao Immortal Friend! I understand your concerns, and I'm not an unreasonable person," the Third Prince said solemnly. "I fully agree with your proposal to reimburse you in Immortal Jade. But could we change how we split the costs?"
"Change it how?" Shen Bing paused. Was this guy actually going to haggle?
The Third Prince said, "You just said you would bear the entire cost of the first ten bolts yourself. I don't think that's fair to you. How about this: including the bolt you've already used, we split all the costs proportionally. I'll cover fif... sixty percent, and you cover forty percent. What do you think?"
The Third Prince had originally