The curse was stuck in his throat, and Yuan Liyang was so angry his face turned green.
He thought to himself, no wonder evil cultivators are always hunted by the righteous wherever they go—they know nothing about unity, keeping promises, or maintaining a good reputation!
Who raises prices right before action?
Fueled with both rage and resentment, he thought, if it weren't for the heavenly level cultivation technique that couldn't be leaked, if it weren't for being ostracized as an evil cultivator with no reliable people to use, if it weren't for making numerous preparations just in case—would I even bother spending a fortune on you?
Evil cultivators are just that—unworthy of trust!
"Everyone, we already settled the price before; now you suddenly want more..." he coldly said, displeased, "This makes me seriously doubt your capability. What if you run away when it's time to act?"
