"Senior Su... I failed to recognize your greatness with open eyes. I humbly ask for your forgiveness this time. I promise I will never be an enemy to you again, and offer ten thousand spirit stones as an apology from my heart."
"Oh, quick to concede defeat, aren't we?"
Su Xin sneered.
Though he spoke so, he relaxed his grip a bit and pursued with a question:
"High-grade spirit stones?"
Han Junhong looked bitter: "Senior Su, high-grade spirit stones are extremely rare and highly valuable. Even if you devour me whole, I couldn't produce that many high-grade spirit stones. I can only provide ten thousand low-grade spirit stones."
"Low-grade spirit stones? Ten thousand?"
Su Xin tightened his grip again, coldly saying:
"Is your life only worth so little?"
Han Junhong quickly spoke: "Senior Su, please calm your anger, please, I... I can offer twenty-five thousand spirit stones. This is my entire fortune. Please forgive my offense."
"Twenty-five thousand... Fine."
