Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "At least five thousand."
Throw out a sky-high price and wait for a counter-offer.
After some bargaining back and forth, Bai Suixin agreed to ask the sect's Patriarchs and offer Zhou Yi a thousand Wish Power Beads.
Zhou Yi said, "Fourth..."
"There's still more?"
Bai Suixin reminded, "All our Patriarchs have bad tempers, especially Sect Master Guang Weizi—fiery as a furnace, whenever he's upset he likes to vent his anger on disciples."
"Senior brother, you jest."
Zhou Yi let out a laugh: "The fourth is just a request. When junior brother renders future merits to our sect, I hope to be rewarded with a Five Elements Rare Treasure."
"I'll report to the Patriarchs."
Bai Suixin finished speaking, then his figure flickered and vanished.
The two of them hadn't bothered to hide their conversation; standing nearby, Wu Qiong had heard everything and, thinking of Zhou Yi's safety being tied to bullets in the Wu clan, spoke up worriedly.
