"Stop dragging your feet. If there's no deal, forget it. I'm canceling the trade." Yi Tian saw Purple Divine Void remaining silent for a long time, probably preparing to consult the High Priest to deduce whether Tianbao was alive.
On the other side, Purple Divine Void, though enraged and anxious, could only begrudgingly comply with the trade.
After all, Tianbao was just a pawn of the Purple Wind Tribe. The tribe had many like Tianbao.
The Purple Wind Tribe's captive disappeared, the transaction was successful!
A pile of Gold Mountain and a heap of C-level Beast Core appeared outside the city.
"Demon Lord, you will die a terrible death. You cannot withstand our wrath!" Purple Divine Void shouted again as his tribesmen returned.
He, occupying a high position, was extorted by a mere ant of a lord, which infuriated him more the longer he thought about it.
"Bring more next time, five thousand is too few," Yi Tian fearlessly said.
