Yuan San and Cao Zhi'an were now truly infuriated, their anger boiling due to Yang Chen's words, as well as Yuan Shanmen's heated refutations. They were left with nothing to say. Where could they get their hands on a treasure key? Even if they did, were they stupid to sell it for 50 million Spirit Stones?
"Yang Chen, just name your price and cut the nonsense," Yuan San could only speak through gritted teeth at this point.
Yang Chen waved his hand dismissively: "Elder Yuan, you can think about it yourself. If you cannot come up with something of equivalent value, then I really have nothing I want to compare with your Sun Star City. It's too tiring."
"Bastard!" Yuan San was on the verge of exploding.