There's no denying it, that punch was executed perfectly. Chen Muxue felt a sudden clarity and wasn't bothered by He Yanquan's previous actions anymore. After all, business is business, and it doesn't matter who you do it with, right?
"Not bad. How about this, ten thousand silver notes, and it's yours."
He Yanquan let out a long sigh, and instantly, his original dejected look returned. His large eye bags trembled slightly as he took out the silver note, feeling quite the heartache: "Here's ten thousand in silver notes..."
Chen Muxue remained calm on the surface, but internally she was thrilled. She couldn't believe she managed to sell it for ten thousand, like jumping from rags to riches in one leap.
Just as she was about to take the silver notes, Cen Lizhui interrupted, "Or how about five hundred Spirit Stones instead?"
Chen Muxue wondered if it was just her imagination, but in that instant, He Yanquan's dark eye circles seemed to deepen considerably.
