They had clung to the hope that Su Xiuyi and his group were merely bluffing, that they didn't truly have the means to purchase Suxin Tower. The reality, however, was a bitter disappointment.
"According to the information you two gathered, Steward Chen's price for Suxin Tower was seven hundred thousand mid-grade Profound Stones. To raise that amount, even we would have to sell the Ancient Pill Tower. How could a tiny little place like Xiuyi Pavilion possibly have that kind of wealth?"
The Pavilion Master of the Ancient Pill Tower was a thin, dark-skinned, middle-aged man who didn't look particularly remarkable. Yet, the aura he exuded was incredibly sharp, and his words carried an air of dominance and authority.
Xi Yichun frowned. "Pavilion Master, could Chen Tairan be interfering? Or perhaps he has some kind of deal with Xiuyi Pavilion? He said seven hundred thousand on the surface, but maybe it was actually only three or four hundred thousand, or even less?"
