Feng Yiran gritted his teeth. "Fine! Apart from your family's assets, I'll give you my herb medicine shop in the north of the imperial city. That's the biggest shop I have. I don't have anything else to give you!"
Feng Wu smiled. "Alright. You may go."
Only then did Feng Yiran sigh in relief.
His forehead was covered with sweat.
Since Feng Yiran had given up most of his assets, Feng Sang had to do the same. She gritted her teeth and emptied her pockets.
Sefiro also paid up.
Only Master Jue and Ranmil hadn't made their decision yet.
Master Jue stared at Feng Wu and was unwilling to accept reality, but —
He had no other choice.
Because Feng Wu had pushed Feng Liu, her cousin, over the cliff. Nothing could stop her now!
Therefore, Master Jue paid a lot of money for his life as well.
Finally —
There was only Ranmil left.
She glared at Feng Wu and gritted her teeth so hard that they almost shattered.
