"Half price?" Di Luolang bounced up once again, yelled, "Di Suo and Di Mo, each five-thousand, how could the half price also be five-thousand?"
Ji Hao spread his hands, looked at Di Luolang with an innocent face, and said, “Was I wrong? Di Suo and Di Mo together, worth ten thousand in each fields, and Di Sha worth half of that price, isn’t that five thousand? Well, I apologize if the number is wrong, after all, we’re just a bunch of ignorant barbarians. If my math was done wrong, you, my dear lord, should just suck it up!”
Huaxu Lie’s face went awfully twisted as he was trying very hard to maintain a serious face instead of laughing out loud; big drops of perspiration even started dripping down from his forehead due to the effort.
‘Ignorant barbarians’, this was a term that those Yu Clan’s people often used when they talked about the humankind. They had always despised the humankind; in their eyes, human beings were just like those wild beasts living in the jungle.