"President Zhao, name your price!"
Zhou Yuan's expression was calm. As long as the other party was willing to talk, there was still hope.
As long as the Rakshasa Sect dared to take the job, he could stop worrying about his safety.
"It's not about me naming a price, I'm just offering you a direction to consider."
"The Rakshasa Sect isn't something I can decide on my own!"
Zhao Donghai craftily said, "How about this? I see that you've come to Qingmo Town for the King's Relic. If you offer a thousand high-grade Spirit Stones, I can talk to the Rakshasa Sect's contact person. They can protect your personal safety before you enter the King's Relic, how about that?"
Zhou Yuan was slightly taken aback, after a moment, he said, "The Han Clan wants to kill me for just a thousand high-grade Spirit Stones, and yet to survive two days, I need to pay a thousand high-grade Spirit Stones?"
"President Zhao, don't you think this price is outrageous?"
Black!
This was a real rip-off!