"My young friend, stop fooling around and get up. One thousand lower-grade spirit stones-this is already the greatest sincerity I can offer!"
Steward Li forced a smile onto his face, but inwardly, he had already cursed this fellow who knew neither the height of heaven nor the depth of earth until he was drenched in abuse.
This damned ant actually dared to extort me so openly. He must be tired of living!
Ying Ming Hao, however, acted as though he had not heard Steward Li at all. He kept rolling around on the floor like a child, mumbling nonstop:
"Ow, my chest hurts so badly. I feel like I'm not going to make it..."
His agonized appearance stirred pity in anyone who saw him.
But Steward Li's heart was as clear as a polished mirror. This brat was plainly putting on an act to swindle him!
"You... my young friend, five thousand lower-grade spirit stones, plus two bottles of Seventh-Grade Cultivation Pill for Cultivation. That is my bottom line!"
Steward Li finally reached the end of his patience and spoke through clenched teeth.
For an ant in the Body Integration Realm like Ying Ming Hao, this compensation was undoubtedly an enormous fortune.
If he used this wealth wisely, he might even break straight through to the Great Vehicle Realm-a realm countless ordinary cultivators at the bottom could only dream of!
Yet Ying Ming Hao seemed dissatisfied with Steward Li's concession. He continued throwing his tantrum on the floor, speaking in a strangely affected tone:
"Ow, Senior Sister Ye, if I die like this, you mustn't avenge me. They're not people you can afford to provoke..."
His voice was shrill and thin, as though squeezed out of his throat, making everyone who heard it uncomfortable.
As he spoke, he clutched