Beautiful Dancer

In the afternoon, Yu Wuhen arrived at a room in the fifth-floor tower of Merry. He opened the door and walked in.

"Lord Yu, you're here! I requested that you come in hopes of discussing the matter of compensation," said Xu Qingjue who leaned against the seat of honor with his head held up high.

Yu Wuhen walked straight ahead with no emotion on his face, and took a seat in front of Xu Qingjue. "How much compensation are you looking for?" He said coldly.

Xu Qingjue tapped his fingers loudly on the table as if he was making calculations. After a short while, he said, "Twenty million taels. No more, no less. You must know that it has been nine days since I came looking for you at Lake Fanyan. At the time, you said that you'll give me ten million taels for a three days extension. Now, I've given you nine days. According to what you said, you should give me thirty million taels. I'm really going easy on you for asking for twenty taels."