Lu Zhou nodded in satisfaction. At least the people of Yun Sect were tactful.
At this moment, Hua Wudao added, "However… They have an additional condition."
"What is it?"
"Ding Fanqiu isn't enough… They're demanding for a heaven-grade weapon," Hua Wudao's voice seemed to falter as he said this. It felt as though he was speaking on the Yun Sect's behalf.
This was the Evil Sky Pavilion after all. Nobody could guarantee that the pavilion master would not be angered when he heard this.
Lu Zhou's expression appeared calm. It was impossible for his wizened face to show as many expressions as the younger generation after all.
Mingshi Yin said, "Their greed knows no end. The Evil Sky Pavilion is graceful enough to strike a deal with them, and they dare to demand a heaven-grade weapon? Do you know how precious heaven-grade weapons are?"
