When Ling Han's words fell, every single member of the Liu Clan was silent.
Some were only intimidated by Ling Han's aura, and did not dare speak, but there were others that were really reflecting on the errors of their ways. Their grand elder's sacrifice had indeed won honor and glory for the Liu Clan, but they were simply using the tactics of a bully to squander away the reputation and prestige of their grand elder?
Liu Yanghe took a deep breath. "10 pieces of Divine Metal!"
"Not enough!" Ling Han still shook his head.
'10 pieces of Divine Metal was still not enough? What in the world do you want?'
"Just exactly what does Grandmaster Ling want in exchange for resolving this grudge between us?" Liu Yanghe sighed.
"Open your treasure chamber, and allow me to take my pick," Ling Han said.