"Ha ha ha..."
"Young Master Jing Yan, you really are a joker! Ha ha ha ha..."
Jing Mingyang could not stop laughing, a hint of cold light flickering in his eyes, and an even colder sneer in his heart.
At this moment, Uncle Chenxing was also somewhat stunned.
Jing Yan actually dared to ask Jing Mingyang for compensation? Furthermore, the amount of compensation was two thousand four hundred Spirit Stones.
Could Jing Yan really be joking?
That was not a small number of Spirit Stones.
It was worth noting that when Jing Yan had borrowed Spirit Stones from Fourth Elder Jing Tianying, Jing Tianying had only about two thousand Spirit Stones in cash on him.
Uncle Chenxing stared blankly at Jing Yan, momentarily forgetting to speak.
Jing Qingyan was even more incredulous. He felt his thoughts freezing.
