"Du Ti Zi, those billion middle-grade spirit stones and that Saint-Grade Weapon-who knows how many long stretches of ten thousand years you'd have to work here to earn them!
"I think that's about enough. Quit while we're ahead, or Lu Ding might really refuse to ransom him!"
Zhou Duoduo sent Du Xiangmei a voice transmission. She had originally only wanted to frighten Lu Ding, never expecting this lecher surnamed Ye to be worth so much. It had truly opened her eyes.
"I think that's enough too. We've filled our coffers to overflowing in both face and substance, and he's already been crippled. What harm is there in letting Ging Thief live?"
Du Xiangmei voiced her agreement through a transmission as well. She had never seen so much money in her life. If not for what had happened today, she would probably have lost her composure long ago.
Manager He and the others then sent private voice transmissions one after another, saying that they should quit while they were ahead. If they kept raising the price, Lu Ding would probably leave in a huff!
Seeing Du Xiangmei and the others seemingly unmoved, Lu Ding could not help growing angry. For a moment, he wanted to sweep his sleeves and leave.
Yet he worried that no one would actually speak up to stop him. Once he had made that gesture, should he leave or stay?
If he stayed, wouldn't he be slapping his own face? But if he walked away, his mission would go completely down the drain, and he would lose some face as well.
Lu Ding weighed his options over and over. In the end, he decided to try raising the offer a little more. If that still failed, he could turn and leave-or resort to force.
"Junior Sister