When Ling Han saw this, he smiled and said, "If this makes things difficult for Elder Yan, then I'll just accept the original price."
For the sake of his pride, there was no way Yan Dong could accept this. How could he go back on his word to a junior?
"No need, just stick with a hundred contribution points for one." He was someone who cared about his pride.
"Thank you, Elder Yan!" Ling Han hurriedly bowed as low as possible. He had only been pretending to be polite in the first place.
Oh no, what exactly am I doing?
The corner of Yan Dong's mouth twitched. He wanted nothing more than to slap himself.
Originally, Ling Han had already given in, so why was he so determined to save face?
He had brought this upon himself.
The old geezer felt completely ill. He waved his hand, indicating that Ling Han could leave. He wanted to be alone for a while.