"You..."
General Ying felt incredibly suffocated and said to Lin Dong:
"Dong Lin, then what do you want?"
Lin Dong slowly opened his mouth and said, "At the very least, I want a spiritual device! The elixir must be at least third-grade or higher."
"Or, five Semi Medicine Kings!"
Hearing this, General Ying almost spat out a mouthful of saltwater and shouted, "Spiritual device? I don't have such things, Young Master!"
"As for elixirs above the third-grade, I do have them, but they are too precious, and I certainly won't give them to you..."
"And about the five Semi Medicine Kings, how could I possibly carry that many with me?"
Lin Dong slowly asked, "Then what can you offer? As the noble Juvenile Master of Brahman, you can't even produce a single treasure? It's laughable."
At this moment, Blood Spirit interjected, "General Ying, what you offer must at least be more precious than Melansa's Enchanting Shadow Cloak and the Wolverine King's Divine Beast Transformation."
