An Zhenyu's Condition

Huang Yueli's attitude was calm as she spoke in a neither slow nor fast manner: " Young Master An, how do you know that we can't afford the ransom? Why don't you state your conditions first? Although we're young and inexperienced, we've always been lucky. Who knows if we might just happen to have what you want?"

An Zhenyu stared at her for a while and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"As expected of a girl who hasn't experienced anything. She doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth! With cultivators like you, even if your luck is heaven-defying, it's impossible for you to take out true rare treasures!"

Huang Yueli's small face hung a smile," Isn't it too early for Young Master An to come to a conclusion now?"

"Alright, since you think so highly of yourselves, then listen to me!"

An Zhenyu sneered and turned around. He extended his right hand and pointed at the northeast corner of the room.