"What?"
The man in a purple robe went pale on the spot.
"Didn't you tell me to name my price?" Qin Feiyang broke into a wide grin, showing off his white teeth.
"Indeed, I did say that, but you can't just... ask for the moon!" the man in the purple robe protested with a look of grievance.
"You can refuse. Besides, I still need to find Lo Qingzhu later," Qin Feiyang chuckled. His unspoken message was clear: if he dared to refuse, Qin Feiyang would go and egg on Lo Qingzhu to tell her father the truth. At that point, not only would he lose his position as Pavilion Master, but he would probably face severe punishment as well.
The man in the purple robe had a mournful face. This young man is a real trap!
Qin Feiyang walked up, slung an arm over his shoulder, and chuckled, "Hey, don't take it so hard. You and I both know, even if you give me ten Beast Spirit Pills, it's not coming out of your own pocket, right?"
