"Gentlemen, do you think my Yang Family is short on cash?" Yang Qingshan took a puff of his cigar, glancing indifferently at the three men. Was he to feel the pinch? He certainly wouldn't feel the pinch—he had as much money as he needed.
After all, he was a clan leader and could afford to pay.
"Good, Chairman Yang is straightforward. Since that's the case, let's not beat around the bush. The lowest cultivation level of the person mentioned inside is the Qi Refinement Realm; this is no ordinary opponent. We need to prepare as well. A lump sum price of twenty billion." The man in the duckbill cap stated the compensation directly—it was a Qi Refinement Realm expert, after all, not just any Innate Expert, so there was a certain level of difficulty involved.