"Money? Heh..."
Ye Weiming gave a disdainful chuckle, then lifted his teacup again and took a sip.
His meaning couldn't be more clear: if you want my 'Traveling Amid Streams and Mountains', you must offer something truly valuable in exchange.
Discussing money hurts feelings?
So, you must bring something priceless!
Seeing Ye Weiming's calm demeanor, the woman next to him poured herself a cup of tea, intending to drink, only to be stopped by Ye Weiming, "This tea is poisoned with Red Tail Scorpion venom. If your poison resistance is not over 800, it's better not to drink it."
As Ye Weiming said these words, the three girls with him didn't react, but the faces of the men across the table changed color.
They had originally planned to use the poisoning to lower the price, even the excuse for the poisoning was ready. 'After all, we didn't force you to drink this poisoned tea. It's not our fault that you drank it on your own, is it?'
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