"Hmph. Since you can't produce the spirit stones, write an IOU immediately. Ten percent interest per day, compounded daily starting tomorrow!"
Zhou Duoduo gave a cold snort, a flash of sly calculation flitting through her clear eyes.
She had deliberately demanded such a horrifying rate, knowing full well that Yang Jihua and the others would never dare readily agree. Yet they could not produce the astronomical stakes either. That would leave the initiative firmly in her hands, allowing her to manipulate them as she pleased.
"What? Ten percent interest a day?!"
Those words struck Yang Jihua like thunder crashing down from the nine heavens. She shrieked in disbelief, her face turning as pale as paper.
Her eyes flew wide as she stared fixedly at Zhou Duoduo, trembling with rage. She immediately unleashed a torrent of abuse, her shrill voice nearly cracking:
"Zhou, you bitch! Greed has rotted your heart! You've gone mad for money!
Those terms are utterly outrageous! I wouldn't agree even if you killed me!"
She had calculated it perfectly well. With ten percent daily interest compounded, the debt would double in barely ten days. After another month or so, it would become an astronomical sum. Forget repaying the principal-the interest alone would bankrupt her entire lineage and bring it crashing down!
Faced with Yang Jihua's furious screams, Zhou Duoduo remained cold and unyielding. She stood proudly with her arms folded, Spiritual Power rippling faintly around her, radiating the confidence of someone with victory firmly in her grasp.
"If you can't pay, then obediently sign an IOU and pay interest. If you refuse, order someone to deliver all one hundred million high-grade spirit stones, the Third-Grade Saint Artifacts, and the Saint Pills immediately!
I don't have the time to stand here trading words with you."
Having spoken,