Pu——
It seemed that a soft snicker came from somewhere unknown.
Xin Lin became alert, looked around, but saw no one.
Could it be that the Pride Corpse was up to its tricks again?
Xin Lin secretly felt for the Sealing Spirit Talisman in her bosom.
Within the fog-veiled Wanshi Mountain, apart from them, there were no others.
"As for you, Miss Huang, if you wish to come up, it will cost thirty thousand taels. Of course, you could choose to wait for someone from outside to rescue you. However, based on my daughter, the Divine Doctor's experience, if your foot drags on for half an hour longer, I'm afraid it will become lame."
Xin Lin said with a smile brimming with satisfaction.
Huang Zhijun was furious to the extreme, yet she calmed down instead.
"Thirty-five thousand taels, pull me up, and you'll get the silver."
Although this despicable wretch was hateful, what she said was indeed the harsh reality.
