Di Fuyi crossed his arms and replied, "The pill is rather valuable. I do not offer it to anyone quite as frequently. Also, I remember that we do not owe each anything other anymore, so I do not see the point."
Gu Xijiu disdained his tone of mockery. She took another look at the vortex of spiritual energy swirling in the air and was rather troubled. It was like staring at a huge pot of treasure that she was not allowed to touch.
"I can offer you something else in exchange for the pill. Take a look and see what you fancy," Gu Xijiu suggested while opening up her storage bag wide enough for him to choose something. She then took out dozens of other stuff, each with its own value.
Di Fuyi took a casual look. "You do have many valuable things to offer, but I do not like any of these. I have no intention to trade."
