"Either hand over a hundred billion, or leave Young Master Chu behind, tell me, what is your choice?" Tang Luo asked calmly, arms crossed over his chest, giving the choice to Mi Jing.
He had never faced such a difficult situation before. Mi Jing's face darkened considerably. He had no authority to agree to a ransom of a hundred billion, and he certainly couldn't leave Mi Chu behind.
Even though he was a powerhouse of the Fierce Realm and the lord of a branch of the Mi Clan, he had been serving in the Martial Hall since he ascended from the Mortal Realm. He was a pure warrior. Had Tang Luo not brought it up, he would not have known why the Elder Council valued Mi Chu so much.
He had originally thought it was because of Mi Chu's talent. It now seemed that, apart from his talent, the investment that the Mi Clan had made in Mi Chu alone had already reached the standard of five Fierce Realm powerhouses, and this investment was still increasing.