Agree to Compensate

Faced with these mockeries and ridicules, Earth and Water Faction's members could only silently endure all kinds of insults, letting people slap their face.

Ling Han stopped, looked at Yang Tian Du, and laughed. "Leader Yang, how do you plan to compensate me?"

Yang Tian Du's teeth crackled, but circumstances prevail over men, so he said solemnly, "Hundred thousand silvers!" As he said the words, he only felt a burn on his face, as if someone slapped him fiercely.

He was the master of a faction and a formidable Spiritual Ocean Tier cultivator—who would've thought he'd lower his head to an Element Gathering Tier youngster... this was a great humiliation.

Ling Hang laughed aloud, then said, "Leader Yang, are you dismissing a beggar? Based on Earth and Water Faction's affluence and power, you ought to pay several million silvers, right?"

Bullcrap!