The sage was determined to die.

Ji Bai's dirty face was filled with surprise.

He even stammered, "You...you knew..."

Before Wang Zhong could continue speaking, he exuded a self-deprecating attitude and said, "I knew it, how could I be the only one to get such a simple method?"

As he spoke, he coughed again, as if clocking in, looking like he'd been beaten to the point of exhaustion, and sighed incessantly, "Sigh, I knew it, I knew it..."

Ji Bai "knew" for a long time, making Wang Zhong and the others' ears calloused, and they could even be described as extremely anxious, but the other party didn't utter another single word.

Seeing that the other party was doing this on purpose, Wang Zhong finally understood. He sighed and admitted, "Alright, we really didn't get that method."

After saying that, Wang Zhong changed the subject, raising his voice slightly, and said, "But, my guess wasn't wrong, was it?"

Ji Bai wiped the blood from his face, nodded softly, and said, "Yes, that's right."

Seeing the other party's straightforward admission, Wang Zhong knew that this meant they intended to cooperate.

"Let's talk about terms," ​​Wang Zhong said first, his attitude full of sincerity: "Brother, as you can see from our current situation, we don't have much to offer right now. How about you join us, and we'll do everything in our power to protect you?"

Good heavens, they're trying to get something for nothing!

Ji Bai gave a cold laugh, his arrogance now fully on display. He looked at the other person without speaking, and after a while, he slowly said, "Don't you know me very well?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhong couldn't help but think to himself, "We've only met once, okay? What do I know about you?"

Ji Bai bluntly stated, "I'm the kind of person who values ​​money over life. If you want to impress me, just give me money."

Vulgar.

That's so tacky.

The group was truly surprised that Ji Bai was so vulgar. They had considered many ways for him to blackmail them, but the result was unexpectedly straightforward.

Normally, they wouldn't be short of money. If a few of them pooled their resources for practice, the amount of money could be overwhelming.

"We...we don't have that much...treasure on us right now," Wang Chong said awkwardly.

In an instant, Ji Bai looked at them with obvious disappointment. He then compromised and said, "In that case, you'll have to swear an oath with your hearts and give me an IOU."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the group, which had been blackened by the smoke, instantly turned a bright red, with a noticeable effect of turning from black to red.

A moment later, as Ji Bai tucked the IOU they had written in the corner of their clothes into his pocket, the corners of their mouths twitched violently. However, Ji Bai was clearly a man of his word and decisively told them about the news he had obtained.

As Ji Bai finished speaking, the expressions on their faces shifted from surprise to disbelief, then to the sheer simplicity of the task, making them feel that the money was well spent, though they also wondered if they had overpaid...

Just as he had imagined, seeing that everyone had successfully taken the bait, Ji Bai dusted off the corner of his clothes, stumbled along, and left, remembering his persona.

Seeing Ji Bai leave so decisively, the short man tugged at Wang Zhong's sleeve again, pointed very slightly to his neck, and said, "Should we...?"

"Don't think about it."

Watching Ji Bai's departing figure, Wang Zhong said in a deep voice, "Didn't you realize that this guy was faking his lameness from the very beginning?"