Shen He was once again thrown into a transmigration gate by her unscrupulous master, becoming a pitiful cannon fodder in a book, meant to be an experience package for the protagonist.
A metap...
"How about I only take 60%?"
The female cultivator frowned, obviously her bottom line had been touched.
But Shen He felt it was not enough.
"Original price, not even a single spirit stone more."
Chen He took out twenty bottles of pills.
"Or we can exchange goods for goods and settle the debt, or we can just keep owing it. There's no interest, and my master is old, after all."
The female cultivator had a worried look on her face.
This little girl is not bargaining at all, she is trying to break the price!
"I'm afraid this won't work. I'll have a hard time explaining myself when I get back."
The female cultivator shook her head and refused without hesitation.
"I won't make it difficult for you, sister. Just tell them that we brothers and sisters have decided not to pay off the debts of our masters anymore."
Chen He pulled away Eighth Sister's hand and puffed up his face angrily.
"It's either a bad debt or a good debt. This is the last time we will shoulder the responsibility for our sect.
Please tell everyone you know about this news. It will be valid for one month."
No more pretending!
Showdown!
I won’t pay back the debt anymore, you can do whatever you want.
Anyway, too many lice won’t bite, and too many debts won’t make you a worry.
Those who are not afraid of bad debts just continue to lend money at high interest rates, and you dare not come to your door.
As for one month later, when the debt is paid off, Xuantian Sect will no longer have to pretend to be poor.
Just thinking about this month makes me feel so miserable!
"What do you mean? Are you from the Xuantian Sect still trying to evade your debt?"
The furious man slammed the table and stood up.
“Seventh Senior Brother, please remember that a table that can release spiritual energy is worth 100,000 high-grade spirit stones.
This table is broken, and along with it, the formation is broken, resulting in a loss of one million high-grade spirit stones. Remember to have the masters come to collect the debt later."
Chen He glanced at the other person calmly, not angry at all.
If you want to throw a tantrum, you've found the wrong person.
She, Shen He, never tolerated this.
"Anyone else want to smash something? Go ahead, I'll give you a friendly price, so don't be polite with me!"