Chen Muxue pulled out the iron pan from her back and weighed it in her hands.
"I am neither stealing nor robbing, yet you keep sending people to pick a fight with me. Can't I ask for compensation?"
She has always been someone who persuades others through reason.
"The first time, you kicked over a furnace of mine, and a pot as well. I only got a purse in return, just two taels of silver. That pot is actually a magic treasure of our Qian Ding Sect, the Earth God Tripod! Two taels of silver isn't even enough for the residue in the pot."
"The second time, this Hidden Forest Hermit smashed my Golden Silk Nanmu Table. Everyone knows what Golden Silk Nanmu is, right? He only had forty taels on him, not enough to pay for a single table leg!"
"Not to mention the loss of work, the mental distress..."
Chen Muxue counted on her fingers one by one: "Asking for just a hundred taels is really merciful!"
