Devil Ancestor Luo Hou fell silent for a moment. He knew he was in the wrong, and the matter of the Chaos Demon God had to be resolved.
It concerned his karma.
If the Primordial World truly suffered devastating losses because of this, all that karma would fall on his head.
Sooner or later, he would suffer its backlash.
Though Luo Hou feared neither heaven nor earth, he knew better than anyone that trouble he caused was best resolved. Otherwise, he would be the unlucky one in the future.
"I agree. Give me the list of losses, and I'll prepare everything when I get back."
Daochen gave him a cold look. "That won't do. You have no credibility whatsoever. Your promises mean nothing."
"Here is a record of my losses. Every last item is clearly documented, along with its source and value."
"Take a look. If you agree, exchange goods of equal value for my help."
Devil Ancestor Luo Hou took the list. When he saw the figures on it, hot blood surged upward, almost bursting out of his head.
This was simply going too far.
The fellow was demanding an astronomical price.
He was about to unleash a torrent of curses, but remembered he needed the Demon Emperor's help and lost his nerve.
Caught between laughter and tears, he looked at the Demon Emperor and said miserably, "Could you lower it a little? Isn't this far too much?"
The goods listed were enough to build another Demon Realm.
He had already suffered heavy losses. Although Fate had delivered all those things to him, practically placing them right into his hands, that changed nothing.
Gathering another complete set would be extremely difficult.
Now he had to hand over another set as compensation. Wasn't this asking for his life?
Demon Emperor