"What?
It wasn't nine thousand eight hundred lower-grade spirit stones after all?
How is that possible?!"
Chu Wei's eyes widened as he roared in disbelief. His voice echoed like thunder throughout the flying ship, drawing everyone's gaze.
"How did it suddenly become thirty thousand lower-grade spirit stones?!"
Chu Wei's booming voice rang throughout the flying ship again. Furious beyond restraint, he grabbed the man before him,
his hands clamping around the man's collar like iron pincers. He glared ferociously at him, his eyes all but spitting fire.
Everyone's gazes instantly converged on Chu Wei like spotlights.
Ye Hua, who had been lost in memories, was startled awake by the sudden commotion. She blinked and looked curiously at Chu Wei, then followed his gaze to the man in his grip.
Ying Ming Hao, standing nearby, edged closer with interest, ready to enjoy a good show and savor the gossip.
"Hmph, Senior Brother Chu, don't get so worked up. We can talk this through. Let go first, and allow me to explain everything!"
The man in Chu Wei's grip spoke without a trace of panic. Though his voice was somewhat cold, it carried the assurance of someone with everything firmly in hand.
The man looked ordinary, with nothing particularly remarkable about him, but the presence he exuded was not to be underestimated.
Clearly, he had come specifically to collect the compensation, and he certainly would not let Chu Wei off easily.
The female attendant from earlier had evidently been frightened by Chu Wei's imposing manner and could not handle the situation at all, which was why this man had stepped in personally.
"Hmph, you'd better explain this properly, or I won't let the matter rest!"
Chu Wei's fury seemed enough to send his hair standing on end. He felt he was