"You can't change your mind halfway!"
Charles Zeller said with an ugly expression.
"How about this, now that Mortimer Owens has withdrawn and Xavier Cheney is dead, we're short two people. If the Zeller Family doubles the pay, we'll continue with this task."
The leader of the Three Fiends of Mount Umbra's eyes flickered as he spoke.
"Double the price?"
Charles Zeller looked troubled.
Doubling the price for six people would mean 1.2 million taels of silver; even for the Zeller Family, it's a substantial expense.
"If not, then forget it."
The leader of the Three Fiends of Mount Umbra said.
"Wait, I'll pay."
Charles Zeller gritted his teeth.
"I think we should pay half upfront as a deposit first."
Finnian Fletcher suggested.
"Pay half upfront?" Charles Zeller hesitated.
"Second Elder, we should pay first, the young lady's safety is paramount."
Uncle Foster advised.
This Uncle Foster was the coachman for the Zeller Family's young lady.
"Fine, let's pay half first."
