"Isn't this trying to raise the price on the spot?" Ning Xiaoxian couldn't move, but her hearing was still there. Hearing her say that, she thought to herself humorously, "This is bad, Changtian is not used to being threatened by anyone."
Sure enough, before she finished speaking, a cold voice had already sounded: "Little Pavilion Master, if this year's ratio is the same as before, that's the best. If the Tianling Pavilion doesn't want to exert this effort, Hidden Stream can opt out of this business."
Yan Lingxue's face immediately turned pale, and she hurriedly said, "I didn't mean it like that!"
Changtian did not wait for her to continue and already said, "If the Little Pavilion Master has other intentions, please liaise with the Foreign Affairs Hall. The scenery at Huomu Valley is nice, Lei Yun, do not neglect our honored guests." Although he spoke slowly, who would dare interrupt him?
