"Then I wonder, what does the High Priest want before you are willing to let them go?"
After a few moments of silence, Tushan Yi suppressed his dissatisfaction and asked again.
"A divine weapon."
Tushan Cangyue's calm voice slowly sounded.
What? A divine weapon?
Hearing this, no matter how good-tempered Tushan Yi was, he couldn't help but show a gloomy face.
"The High Priest sure knows how to joke. A divine weapon is a supreme treasure that countless living beings and major factions dream of in the Mountain Mausoleum Area. In the entire eastern region, there is only a handful of them, yet you want a divine weapon just in exchange for one hostage? High Priest, Great Green Mountain's appetite is a little too big."
Tushan Yi expressed his strong dissatisfaction.
"Do you think that the Southern Ridge's Tushan family's elder is not worth a divine weapon?"
