"Then I shall go and report back to the young master."
The maid nodded and was about to leave.
"Wait."
At that moment, Elder Gong suddenly stopped the maid and then looked at Yuwen Lin, saying, "Yuwen Lin, you must sell the Cold Condensing Pearl. With this additional three million, our chances of acquiring the Blue Ice Tower will greatly increase. You're only sacrificing a bit of face; what does that count for compared to the grand plan of the Sect."
Hearing this, Yuwen Lin's gaze began to flicker intensely. It wasn't that he didn't want to sell, but he really couldn't swallow his pride. He clearly knew it was a foolish thing to do; why should he jump into the trap?
"Yuwen Lin, do you still see me as an elder?"
Elder Gong frowned, scolding sternly, "I'll take responsibility for this matter. Sell the Cold Condensing Pearl and focus entirely on competing for this Blue Ice Tower."
