Twenty million Black Obsidian—at such a sky‑high price, even if you used it all for cultivation, you could blast your way into the First Level of the Divine Realm. If you used it to buy Spiritual Materials, who knows how much you could get? If you took twenty million to the Herr Family, they could probably be directly conferred as a third grade power.
Yet with something worth that much, Ding Fan actually bought just a single drop of beast blood!
And there was also the tone Ding Fan had used just now. He had directly called out Herr Rufeng's name, and his tone was vicious to the extreme—plainly provoking Herr Rufeng, looking like he would never stop until he'd completely stripped away her face.
Yue Wu had always addressed the guest in Pavilion One as "honored guest." Would she really not know that was Herr Rufeng? The reason she never exposed it, of course, was also intentional—so that if something hard to control cropped up, she could leave Herr Rufeng a step down…
