"Isn't it too much to say they do all the dirty, exhausting work while Tang Luo just stands still and reaps the benefits?" Where in the world is there such reason?
"The stain of slaughtering the sages' descendants is ours to bear, yet half of the nine Divine Artifacts inherited by the Yun Clan has been secured solely by Longxi's Pride. Doesn't the Pride find these terms a bit too harsh?"
Desire might have stirred within them, but the spirit of quoting sky-high prices and paying the earth when the time comes is an excellent tradition etched into the bones of the great houses. If a problem could be resolved through negotiation, no one would spare their strength.
Still wearing that arrogant look with nostrils flared, Tang Luo said with disdain, "If it weren't for the need of someone to bear this infamy, what makes you think you deserve to share even half of the Divine Artifacts?"
