"Do you know why Fengyue Pavilion helped you widely spread the news about the Thief Emperor's son? Don't forget you dug up their ancestors' graves."
Xu Lai glanced sideways: "Whose face are they saving, it's obvious isn't it?"
Sikong Jiu gritted his teeth, as if he was making a huge sacrifice: "Two and a half percent, that's all I can offer!"
"Forget it, I don't want it."
"Really?" Sikong Jiu was overjoyed.
"I heard quite a few Holy Lands are offering rewards for this Thief Emperor's son."
"Thirty percent, I'll take seven, you take three!"
"Seems like even the Earthstore Tribe is offering big money, might go take a look sometime."
"Sixty-forty, Supreme Emperor... how about sixty-forty!"
"Fifty-fifty."
"..."
Sikong Jiu conceded: "Alright... alright, fifty-fifty it is. But Supreme Emperor, you have to protect me! If this gets out, I'll absolutely be skinned alive by those bastards in the Immortal Domain."
