Chapter 772
Watching nearly half of the guests disappear in mere moments, the green-robed old man’s face turned completely dark.
He gritted his teeth viciously and shouted, "If anyone is willing to lend a hand, all future trades with us will be discounted by thirty percent. Although this Spiritual Body is strong, there’s no way it can stand up to the sheer numbers we have here. If we can catch it, everyone will benefit greatly."
Just like that, he began recruiting help right in front of the embroidered shoes.
The embroidered shoes appeared calm and collected, showing no urgency to make a move, nor any intention of stopping the old man.
She fully adopted an attitude of "go ahead and call for help—if I so much as frown, I’ll be your grandson."
The green-robed old man’s conditions seemed to actually sway some of the masked figures.
They buzzed about, saying something, though Yang Fan simply couldn’t decipher what they were discussing.
Trying to understand what a swarm of flies is talking about was inherently a difficult endeavor.
The green-robed old man looked gravely at the masked figures surrounding him and gritted his teeth, "Must you burn bridges before crossing the river? A fifty-percent discount? Are you trying to kill me?"
The buzzing noises rose again.
The green-robed old man cast a wary glance at the composed embroidered shoes in front of him. "She may indeed be tricky to deal with, but demanding fifty percent is too much. I’ll offer forty percent, no more."