"Who I am is not important, I'm just interested in the scroll in your hands!"
Xiao Chen spoke bluntly, without any reservations.
He was determined to obtain the scroll.
"Do you want it? Should I present it to you with both hands?" the Saint Heir said coldly.
"If you are willing to give it away, then of course that would be most fortunate!" Xiao Chen replied indifferently.
"Insolent!" Jiang Yu snapped angrily, "Are you really pushing your luck? Didn't you understand the Saint Heir's meaning?"
The Saint Heir had clearly been mocking him, indicating that Xiao Chen was too full of himself, daring to ask for anything.
Yet, Xiao Chen seemed not to understand—is he really thinking the Saint Heir intended to give the scroll to him?
"Whether I understand or not is not important. Whenever there's a profit to be made, there's a price to discuss!" Xiao Chen glanced at Jiang Yu, his demeanor calm, and spoke unperturbed, "This scroll is useless to you, why not transfer it to me?"