He immediately comforted himself silently.
He was originally going to give Li Jifeng fifty million, but now there was no need, so he considered it part of the two hundred and fifty million owed to the Invisible Hall. By reducing fifty million, two hundred million would suffice.
This kind of 'spirit of self-consolation' made the Eldest Young Master feel much better.
Master Ma nodded, "That can work."
Li Jifeng shouted loudly, "Master Ma, do you really want to oppose my Jifeng Sect? Don't forget, even though you're ranked fourth, my Jifeng Sect isn't far behind at fifth!"
"In my sect, there are also many skilled fighters. Don't provoke a feud between the Jifeng Sect and the Invisible Hall!"
Master Ma laughed heartily and said dismissively, "If we become enemies, so what? It's not as if the Invisible Hall was in the wrong to begin with. It was you, the Jifeng Sect, who were clearly defeated and yet have the audacity to demand fifty million!"
