The Condor Country's Emperor shivered, crying in his heart as he had already written down every form of compensation he could even think of but Jun Xie was still not satisfied. "Then….. Then you tell me….. What would then be sufficient?"
Jun Wu Xie lifted a hand slightly. Fei Yan who was standing behind her stepped forward and pulled out a parchment which had already been prepared beforehand from within his clothes, which had the terms of compensation stated upon it to be handed to the Condor Country's Emperor.
The Emperor of the Condor Country swept his gaze over the parchment and he received such a big shock he almost fell off from the throne.
His eyes were wide with disbelief as he stared at Jun Xie, the hand gripping the piece of parchment almost felt like it would break off.
"You….. You….. This has got to be a joke right?"
Jun Wu Xie gave a cold laugh and said: "Do you still think that you are worthy for me to joke with you?"
