Chun Xiaobai was sitting with one leg crossed over the other, waiting for the money. The moment he finished reading the reply, his face turned liver-purple.
"Motherfuckers! One million? Five hundred thousand?"
Chun Xiaobai jumped up in fury and slammed the table. "Are you all fucking reincarnated iron roosters, unwilling to shed a single feather? Do you think I'm running a wholesale cabbage market here?!"
At that moment, Chun Xiaobai felt insulted-insulted in his capacity as the Mountain King.
Was this a fucking Dragon-Slaying Saber? How could anyone slash a price that brutally?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Turning his head, he spotted Lu Yunfei watching from the sidelines with his neck tucked in. He charged over, grabbed him, and started working him over.
"Bam! Smack! Aaaagh!"
Only after beating Lu Yunfei until even his own mother would not have recognized him did Chun Xiaobai's pent-up fury subside a tiny bit.
Lu Yunfei was beaten into a mess of tears and snot, sobbing and wailing without end.
"Good sirs! Honored ancestors! My dad really is rich! The Spirit Stones in his Treasure Vault have been sitting there so long they're growing mold! Please, go ask him for money! He has as much as you want! Just stop beating me..."
Chun Xiaobai impatiently sealed him again with a flick of his hand, then sat to one side, panting.
Suddenly, inspiration flashed through his mind, and he recalled what Lu Yunfei had just said:
These two groups might be iron roosters, but the fathers behind these hostages had money!
He had already led those old foxes around in circles anyway. They would not figure out what was really going on anytime soon.
*How could he let them brush him off with a few million Spirit Stones after