One hundred thousand taels of gold!
Everyone in the courtyard gasped in shock.
Mu Chunyu was suddenly enlightened, no wonder they didn't bother to look at all my savings...
It turns out they were taking such a big order.
In comparison, all my wealth meant nothing to them.
Yet, on the other side, these three were silently cursing...
One hundred thousand taels of gold... Are you planning to assassinate the Three Emperors and Five Sovereigns?
Even if you were, it shouldn't be this expensive!
They cursed inwardly but dared not speak.
The Grand Elder of the Thousand Flowers Sect was still bleeding from his ear, a recent lesson, no one dared to provoke.
But if they accepted this, they wouldn't be able to explain back in their sects.
Especially the Yao Tai Sect and the Supreme Sword Sect representatives.
They came here without telling their Sect Leaders.
No other reason, just that their Sect Leaders are unreliable.
Sikong Yijian has nothing but the sword in his mind.
