"What's in it for me?" Qi Suian asked right off the bat.
Shi Hanwen tried to "appeal to reason and emotion" as he negotiated with Qi Suian, trying to get him to hand over his "ancestral" Spiritual Technique.
"This is to ensure your safety. If people from other sects were to find out, you would know no peace. In the worst-case scenario, you would lose your life," Shi Hanwen said in a grave, heartfelt tone.
'So he's not giving me anything.'
Qi Suian's expression darkened. 'Maybe I should just kill him later,' he thought.
He wasn't going to wait around for the man to make his life a living hell.
'But on second thought, killing him would be letting him off too easily. I should just paralyze him from the neck down.'
Shi Hanwen might seem illustrious now, but he had offended many people—not just within the sect, but countless more outside it.
If Qi Suian were to paralyze him, one could only imagine the life he'd lead.
