Only after forty-nine days will it turn into a puddle of white bones.
"Speaking of, how does the Ancient Golden Peng Clan plan to settle this matter?"
Ye Tian raised his head, looking at Jin Liu, and asked calmly.
"Comp...compensate you for the spirit damages, but I...I...our Ancient Golden Peng Clan is not as wealthy as the Bai Feng Clan. The entire Ancient Golden Peng Clan can't even produce 20 million Fire Crystals, so please show mercy."
Jin Liu was about to cry, but he also spoke falsely as the Ancient Golden Peng Clan indeed wasn't as affluent as the Bai Feng Clan, though they could muster up 80 million Fire Crystals.
"100 million Fire Crystals, not a single one less, besides, I want your Ancient Golden Peng Clan's Clan Leader and all present here to commit suicide."
Ye Tian spoke softly.
Upon hearing this,
silence engulfed everything!!!
Bloody hell.
For the love of King Yan. This...this...
