"The third, the fourth? You…"
A hint of hesitation appeared on Asutai's rugged, un-youthful face.
No matter how dull-witted he was, he suddenly recalled something Mr. Fu had once taught him.
Many of the Wei People are masters of intrigue, capable of scheming you to death and getting away with it.
'If this masked Wei person in front of me keeps making demands, won't I be at his mercy for the rest of my life?'
So, Asutai hesitated for a moment before asking, his tone inevitably cautious, "Do you... have... a fifth thing?"
Chen Yi raised an eyebrow slightly, understanding his concern. He asked with a smile, "And here I thought you Barbarians were all straight arrows."
"What? If I keep giving you conditions, are you planning to back out of our previous deal?"
Asutai's face instantly turned a dark, flushed red, and he stammered, unable to get a word out.
