It's just half a Divine Artifact, and one that was confiscated from a Ghost Assassin at that. Do I really have so little value?
Fingernails digging into the flesh of her palm, Xiang Lan, with her head bowed and biting her lower lip, began to doubt. She found it very hard to believe that her family would treat her like this.
"Impossible."
Xiang Lan's tone started frantic, then forcefully became confident, "There must be some misunderstanding. I am the lord of Chaochang, I have made many contributions to the family. The Ancestor would never abandon me!"
"So, please don't kill me, I am still useful, I still have value. Let me see the Ancestor, I can surely exchange my life for the half Divine Artifact for you."
"Please..."
As Xiang Lan continued to deny reality, the Devil Lord remained as indifferent as ever, "Really? Do you think your value to the Xiang Family exceeds that of half a Divine Artifact?"
"Yes."
