Song Wanning glanced at the Storage Bag, a hint of amusement appearing in her eyes as she looked at Wu Yaozu.
'He certainly knows how to be flexible.'
But she didn't yield, merely glancing at the two Divine Separation Cultivators.
The two of them instantly understood her meaning, and their faces turned pale.
Asking them to hand over their Yin Coins was as painful as pulling teeth, but the situation was out of their control. No matter how reluctant they were, they had no choice but to compromise.
'This woman before them was simply too mysterious; they couldn't figure her out at all...'
So, reluctantly, they each took out a bag of Yin Coins and respectfully placed them on the table before Song Wanning.
Their meek demeanor was a stark contrast to their initial arrogance.
Song Wanning gestured, and the three bags flew into her hand. With a quick mental sweep, she discovered there were over ten thousand Yin Coins.
'What an unexpected windfall.'
