"Did Boss Lin mean ten thousand Gold Soul Coins?"
That had to be it.
How could the jars in the Little Shop be ordinary jars? Since one could hold a Rusty Samurai Sword, it was hardly surprising that it could hold a few more coins.
Ghost Leopard Douluo understood.
Forget it, stop guessing... Lin Xiao felt that poverty had already limited Ghost Leopard Douluo's imagination.
He said outright, "The jar in your hand will yield at least a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. At most... you could hit a little target... one hundred million Gold Soul Coins..."
"How... how many? One... hundred million?"
After hearing Lin Xiao's words, Ghost Leopard Douluo's mouth fell open in shock.
The news was simply too astonishing.
In fact, he was so shaken that his hand trembled, and he nearly dropped the jar onto the floor.
Fortunately, he caught it.
Still, he felt as though his brain had stopped working.
What did one hundred million Gold Soul Coins even mean?
Sorry, that sum was simply too enormous. Even as a Titled Douluo and an Elder of the Spirit Hall, Ghost Leopard Douluo had never imagined possessing so much money...
"Heavens."
"Even in my dreams, a few million was the most I ever dreamed of having..."
Nearby, the Soul Master who had been watching for entertainment nearly had his jaw drop off in shock.
"Have you two misunderstood what 'up to one hundred million' means?"
Seeing their dumbstruck expressions, Lin Xiao could not help asking.
Ghost Leopard Douluo was acting as though he was about to possess a hundred million...
Wasn't he getting a little ahead of himself...?
Normally, the guaranteed minimum of a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins was what he should expect, all right?
"I got carried away for a moment..."
Ghost Leopard Douluo