Yin Hu gave Wang Hao a white look and said, "Isn't that obvious? Everyone covets the jade of Jing Mountain. However..."
At this point, Yin Hu's tone changed, and instead of continuing, she turned to look at Wang Hao.
Wang Hao, following her lead, pressed for an answer, "However what?"
Yin Hu bit down on her teeth and said, "However, compared to the Heart of the Ocean, I want the Black-hearted Old Man more!"
Upon hearing Yin Hu's words, Wang Hao exclaimed as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, "Holy crap, Yin Hu, it's only been two years, when did you develop such a twisted taste? The Black-hearted Old Man is nothing but a coffin-stuffed corpse now, and you still want him?"
Yin Hu pinched Wang Hao's arm hard, angrily retorting, "I mean I want his life, not his person! You beast with filthy thoughts, where is your mind wandering to?"
