"Name your price. I've managed this city for many years, and the position of City Lord must be mine," Starfire Saint Lord said, his face slightly darkened.
Ye Xuan smiled noncommittally, "No need, I quite like it here."
"Won't you reconsider? Spirit Crystals aren't an issue."
Having managed Starfire City for decades, the Starfire Saint Lord's wealth was not in the tens of billions, but definitely in billions. Of course, his bottom line was two billion—any more than that, and there was no deal.
"I don't lack Spirit Crystals, there's no need to consider. Alright, you can leave the City Lord's mansion now. Remember, take all your people out with you. I don't keep idlers here."
Ye Xuan said decisively.
Upon hearing this, a strand of anger flashed in the Starfire Saint Lord's eyes, "You better accept my suggestion, or beware of losing both people and wealth."
"Say one more word, and you die."
Ye Xuan said indifferently.
"You're courting death!"
