The daily cost of 10 Soul Crystals (Medium) was unacceptable to the Ten Old Men; it was like cutting their flesh.
"Ten a day is impossible, Eternal Crystal Stones are scarce, and it's beyond just a matter of price now."
Bick's attitude was firm, ten a day was a price they were unwilling to pay.
"One at most per week."
One of the Ten Old Men spoke up, and the others nodded in agreement.
Su Xiao sat back in his chair, the Ten Old Men didn't completely refuse, which showed there was room for negotiation, suggesting these guys were wealthier than he had imagined.
As he thought of the deal about to be struck, Su Xiao's heart inevitably raced.
"Negotiations require sincerity, and I don't see any sincerity from you all yet."
"One Eternal Crystal Stone per week already shows a lot of sincerity."
"Yes."
Hearing the discussion, Bick picked up a cigarette from the table and lit it.
"Every day... two!"
"Are you crazy, Bick."
"I disagree."
