Your Son Is Too Cheap

The palace mistress was obviously stunned by Yun Chujiu's sudden change in demeanor. She was stunned for a moment, then she sneered and said, "Hmph! I knew this little trash had bad intentions. Turns out, you're really here for Beiming's money! Ten thousand high-grade Spirit Stones should suffice, right? These Spirit Stones are enough for you to use in Qingxuan Continent for a lifetime!"

Yun Chujiu curled her lips and said, "Palace Mistress, aren't you being too stingy? Since you're so insincere, then we don't have much to discuss anymore."

"You! You are truly insatiable! Twenty thousand is fine, right?" The palace mistress looked at Yun Chujiu's shameless appearance and was so angry that she was grinding her teeth. It was a pity that she had been warned by Di Beiming, otherwise, she would definitely slap Yun Chujiu to death.