Seeing that Liam was about to walk away from the shop, Tilia clenched her fist and shouted after him in anger, "Take the offer, Mr. Liam. You need these skills."
"If you think that you can easily hunt down the isons and get the same number of mana cores, then you are sorely mistaken. The isons are not so simple. If you underestimate them, you could even lose your life!"
"Is that so? Thank you for the warning." Liam replied curtly and continued walking without even turning back to look at her.
Tilia pursed her lips tightly and punched a desk near her. "Just wait, you bastard. Maybe you could have gotten the world seed by some shitty luck, but now that you have it, you are already doomed."
"You should have listened to me and traded it for the million mana cores. Maybe then you could have kept your little life. Now you are done for. He He He."
