"Young Master Li, I've brought the people, what do you say?" Ouyang Di looked at Li Xiaobai with a somewhat playful gaze.
Li Xiaobai knew the King wanted to make trouble, and the Fire Qilin Cave expert who could have deterred him had already left. Now, his mind was becoming more active.
"You've injured my people, a simple compensation of one or eight hundred thousand will do," said Li Xiaobai.
"Surely you jest, Young Master. You first came here to leverage the power of the Fire Qilin Cave to press us into submission and boasted of your might afterwards, making quite the display. But have you considered the consequences?"
Behind the curtain, the woman spoke again, her voice cold and detached.
"Are you suggesting that you want to make a move against me?"
Li Xiaobai said indifferently, hands clasped behind his back.