This is practically a disaster.
"Ten pills is impossible, but one pill, that I can consider."
Cang Ji let out a cold laugh.
He had to give Mo Kai a reason to leave Jing Niao City.
"Just one? Cang Ji, you're also a Divine Elder, are you trying to send a beggar away?"
"Heiye is nothing but a servant. If it were me, I'd flay his skin off if I had to, and still keep my promise!"
Mo Kai sneered.
"You don't need to provoke me. Your disciple is only worthy of a single Heiye Pill.
"If you agree, then we fight. If you don't, then take your disciple and get the hell out, right now!"
Cang Ji shook his head, his face utterly indifferent.
It wasn't that he couldn't order Heiye—just one word from him, and even if Heiye had to fight until he was gravely injured, he could still condense a hundred Heiye Pills.
It was simply unnecessary.
