"What do you mean?"
The Immortals were enraged. They had already swallowed their pride and handed over all their wealth, yet Mo Qi still had no intention of letting them go.
This was beyond mere humiliation; he was grinding their faces into the dirt!
This was the last straw!
But feeling the dense fluctuations of the array around them...
'...maybe we should just endure it a little longer.'
"Are you messing with us?"
Mo Qi flicked his finger and chuckled. "From the very beginning, I said you were paying to ransom your lives. Now you're safe, and I won't kill you. But I never said I was going to let you go."
"If you want to leave, it's simple: pay a ransom for your freedom."
Since he had already offended them so thoroughly, Mo Qi didn't mind taking full advantage of the opportunity to maximize his gains.
"You've gone too far!" He Jincheng roared. "You've already squeezed me dry! Where am I supposed to get the money to ransom my freedom?"
