How the hell would I know what the Demon Venerable had stolen?
After hearing the Demon Venerable's words, Chen Luoyang rolled his eyes inwardly.
Without knowing what it was, it was impossible to determine if the real Demon Venerable cared about it or how much he cared about it.
Then what kind of attitude should he have now?
The other party had clearly shown that the stolen treasure was in his hands, and it looked like he was here to make a deal. In that case, what kind of bargaining chip was acceptable to the Demon Lord in exchange for that thing? What kind of price was unacceptable?
Chen Luoyang's mind was spinning rapidly.
"Is it in your hands?" she asked nonchalantly.
" Of course, " the Demon Venerable said with a smile. " I'm here today because I'm very sincere in negotiating a deal with you. "
Chen Luoyang borrowed the Demon Venerable's remains to speak and said in a seemingly casual tone, ""One stroke?"
