"Agreeing so quickly, it shows you're not sincere!"
Mi Qin tucked her hands into her pockets and cast a glance at Lin Baici, not in disdain, but with a touch of coquettish charm, accompanied by some playful petulance.
Lin Baici couldn't be bothered to explain.
If Mi Qin really wanted to borrow money, five million, he definitely wouldn't hesitate.
The main thing is, for the current Lin Baici, that amount of money is hardly a drop in the bucket, so much so that saying it's burning a hole in his pocket wouldn't be an exaggeration.
For an ambitious God Hunter, the value of money is too low; it's merely currency. A country, if it's not afraid of collapse, could print as much as it wants.
What people really want are Meteorite Coins, Taboo things, or even God's bones—those are the real hard currencies.
Meteorite Coins contain God's Ability, which can enhance physical qualities and delay aging, something that money simply cannot measure up to.
