Ye Zhongming nodded and turned.
Wen Hui was stunned, but she smiled nonchalantly.
No Man’s Zone had spent so much in the City of Color and wouldn’t leave without enough benefits.
She did consider Ye Zhongming’s suggestion, but she wanted the reward. She didn’t want to lose out, so she asked for Earth Sand Moon Blade.
Since the reward was unknown, she should ask for more in case she regretted it.
Wen Hui might be asking for too much but she didn’t do so to mock or reject Ye Zhongming.
But would he think that way? Of course not!
He felt that Wen Hui did so on purpose.
This was an answer.
An answer telling him to fight or scram.
Ye Zhongming was up for it.
Ye Zhongming was sincere. If they agreed, then anything could be discussed. Ye Zhongming was even prepared to be conned as long as they backed out.
But they actually wanted Earth Sand Moon Blade.
This was the top equipment on the rankings.
This wasn’t something he could accept.
One must know that this blade was the best before he gets a seven-colored equipment. If he couldn’t get any seven-colored equipment in his life, this blade would be with him for life.
At most, when his Smith job got to a higher level, he could only modify it slightly.
Ye Zhongming knew that he might be ripped off. He would consider even if they asked for a seven-star potion or two.
When he returned, his expression wasn’t good. The others understood and were wise not to ask. They prepared silently.
Ye Zhongming stood quietly and called Gao Yi, Zhao Xiangxue, Li Qiang, Gan Lan, and Mei Na over, “Let me head out. Wait here and wait for me. If they attack, then just watch. They probably can’t kill it before I am back. If they are strong, then fight for the last hit.”
“How about this? I can give you discounts on the deals we discussed. How about that?”
Deacon Tong was tempted, but he shook his head.
“Mr Ye, I can agree with other requests but not this. Not to mention the demon crystals it would cost; just the reputation alone is something I don’t dare to risk.”
Ye Zhongming didn’t say anything. He lowered his head and thought about it, “A gold piece of equipment.”
Deacon Tong’s body shook.
Even if Five Ring Money was one of the wealthiest factions in the apocalypse, gold equipment wasn’t common. Deacon Tong only had two. This was with him being relatively rich. Based on what he knew, Royal Guild’s chief only had one, which was given to Ye Zhongming.
“Royal Guild’s one?”
Ye Zhongming shook his head, “I have use for that. Something else, one that I crafted.”
Deacon Tong’s eyes moved. He was shocked, but when he considered how this fellow could craft purple equipment, he wasn’t too surprised.
“I can handle the start up costs.” Ye Zhongming added more stakes, “Moreover, I don’t need Royal Guild to help me. I just need space exception, and I will do the rest. Apart from people from my side, I won’t let anyone else walk out of City of Color alive.”
Deacon Tong considered it for a long time and was uncertain. He was tempted and was hesitating.
“Sorry, Mr. Ye. I am tempted, but I can’t agree.” Deacon Tong bit his teeth. Ye Zhongming was disappointed, as this meant he had to gamble on luck with No Man’s Zone.
“But!”
Ye Zhongming raised his head and squinted his eyes at Deacon Tong.
“I can’t use space exception, but I can pardon summoned beings in City of Color.”
Pardon?
Ye Zhongming was slightly stunned before understanding. Evolved couldn’t kill evolved, but summoned beings could.
Ye Zhongming estimated some things and felt that this was the best solution.
“I don’t need Mr Ye to pay the costs, but I want the gold piece of equipment.” He smiled in glee, “Don’t bargain.”
Ye Zhongming sucked in a deep breath, “Deal.”