The Cost of Arrogance

"If you want me to show mercy, it's not impossible. But you'll have to offer something valuable in exchange for your lives," Kenny Lin said with a bright, smiling expression.

Miralles's face darkened.

Hearing this, he knew there was no chance of getting out of this easily.

"What kind of payment does the Honored Immortal desire?"

"That depends on whether you can present something that satisfies me," Kenny Lin chuckled.

Jaime's face turned red with frustration.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Right now, the only part of his body he could still move was his mind.

Miralles took a deep breath.

This man was overwhelmingly powerful—ordinary treasures likely wouldn't interest him.

"Honored Immortal, you may as well tell us directly what you want. Otherwise, we have no way of knowing what might be of use to you."