"And a hundred stalks of heavenly treasures over ten thousand years old will do."
"I, Qin Fangyang, am not an unreasonable man. This way, your two families will still gain an astronomical fortune, so your efforts won't have been wasted. Consider that repayment for the favor you've done me this time."
By the time Qin Fangyang reached this point, Meng Tianyue's and Ning Suifeng's mouths were already open wide enough to fit two duck eggs inside.
"Oh, and the upper-grade star soul jade. If he could casually produce ten thousand pieces, there's no way he didn't have at least a million in stock. I have a use for the stuff, so five hundred thousand pieces will do. This is already my bottom line. I hope neither of you will say anything more."
"As for ancient cultivation manuals, if he could produce one, he must have had more on hand. With the foundations and resources of the Meng Family and the Ning Family, I imagine keeping such trifles would be of no use to you. I'll take them all. There must be at least ten ancient cultivation manuals, surely?"
When Qin Fangyang finished, the entire office fell utterly silent. A falling pin could have been heard.
Qin Fangyang frowned, seemingly considering the matter, then said, "Gentlemen, my demands aren't excessive, are they? I've already taken a huge step back. Surely you don't expect me to make further concessions?"
"Hehehehe..."
Meng Tianyue and Ning Suifeng both laughed coldly.
Not excessive?
How thick did your skin have to be, Qin Fangyang, to utter those words?
If this wasn't excessive, what was?
Taken a huge step back? Expected to make further concessions?
Had you made any concessions at all?
Were you seriously not joking?!
"Hahaha..."
Ning Suifeng smiled, but his eyes were cold as