"Five? You couldn't get that many even if you sold me."
"Stop pretending to be poor. Don't you have any personal stock after all these years?"
"What stock? All my resources and money have already become the nourishment for my strength," Magic Power said proudly, pointing to his arm.
"...Then four."
"Not four either, forget it."
"No way, I want four!"
"I refuse. I'd rather default than give you that much."
"You... three! That's my bottom line! If you don't agree, I'll go complain to the chief first, then have the deputy chief beat you up!"
The two of them haggled like this for a long time, and in the end, they didn't come to any conclusion. Plus, the whole process was just shouting across the distance, and by the end, they were both hoarse and had to stop.
Thus, the depths of Silver Screen Mountain returned to silence.
