Xiang Gaoyuan looked at Zhi Han. He knew that the pillheart Pavilion would definitely spare no effort in supporting Ling Chuxi today. Although the pillheart Pavilion had been greatly suppressed by them in the past few years, their Foundation was still there. If this continued, it was likely that both sides would suffer losses. However, even if both sides suffered losses, it would be worth it as long as they could win over miss Zhi Han. Behind her was a family that countless cultivators could only look up to.
However, the important thing was whether she was willing to accept the invitation of the Chamber of Commerce.
"Four hundred and fifty thousand." Zhi Han understood his gaze and immediately called out a price, which was equivalent to accepting the invitation of the Xingfeng Chamber of Commerce.
Pavilion master Meng also stopped and looked at Ling Chuxi with a smile that was not a smile.