Chen Xiaolian became furious. “Do you take me for a three-year-old? Friendship? Ha ha ha ha… just how highly do you think of your Rodriar Guild? With a mere friendship, you expect me to hand over this Star Sand mine?”
The silhouette fell into silent contemplation. It seemed to have understood that its price was quite outrageous.
“10,000 points,” said the silhouette coldly. “Brat, for a minor character like you, acquiring 10,000 points is enough to be considered a huge jackpot.”
The corners of Chen Xiaolian’s lips curved as he smiled. “10,000 points do look a lot. But… let’s not talk about how much this mine is worth first. Let’s talk about you. This spirit avatar of yours has fallen into my grasp; if it is destroyed, how much loss would you suffer? Could it be simply worth 10,000 points?”
The silhouette owner was absolutely infuriated.
However, he had to admit that Chen Xiaolian’s words were very reasonable.
