Luoyun Manor, Main Hall.
The hall was brightly lit, the light illuminating a tense atmosphere within.
Manor Master Lu Canghai sat high in the main seat, his fingertips tapping a dull, soft rhythm against the smooth rosewood armrest. His brow was furrowed in what appeared to be deep thought.
Below, Luoyun Manor's two Mystic Realm experts—First Elder Lu Qingfeng and Second Elder Lu Guangting—as well as Lu Maozhi, sat on either side. Their expressions varied, but all were silent.
Just an hour ago, Wangqingshan had brought back a message from Chen Sheng.
If Luoyun Manor wished to resolve the enmity, they would have to offer up eight drops of Cold Marrow, plus two hundred Elemental Crystals.
Eight drops of Cold Marrow was nearly seventy percent of the manor's entire stock, a fortune in and of itself.
Two hundred Elemental Crystals was also no small sum.
The price was, one could say, exorbitant.
