Ji Changsheng and Cao Ziming embraced with a laugh.
Long time no see... Wait a minute, something is amiss, it has only been a day. Elder Brother Cao is still as passionate about justice as ever.
"Sister Hua, learn from Changsheng," Cao Ziming sincerely advised. "The one who defeated Guanyin Hall isn't the Divine Saint Sect, but your own arrogance and ignorance."
Hua Pinzhen couldn't be bothered with such an idiot.
She took a deep breath and spoke to Ji Changsheng: "Young Master Ji, Guanyin Hall has invested a lot in developing the Tear of the Guanyin, so we can't possibly lower the price. We need to uphold the intellect and patents of the developers."
Ji Changsheng expressed his understanding: "Although I believe Guanyin Hall is inflating costs intentionally, the so-called R&D costs should have been covered long ago. But I won't meddle in your affairs. If you're hell-bent on self-destruction, our Holy Sect can't stop you."
