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Chapter 2019 Negotiation(2/2)

"Master Ran Pavilion is a smart man, so I won't hide it. I will pay the rent owed to Baguio Palace and I promise to give Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion a way out."
Liu Wuxie withdrew his murderous intention, this was his bottom line.
He is here to collect rent. It is not that easy to completely destroy Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion.
"impossible!"
Ranhu refused on the spot. Twenty years of rent was a huge sum. If he really handed it over, their Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion would be on the verge of destruction, even if they survived.
Moreover, the envoy of the Emperor's Alliance is sitting next to him. If he pays all the rent of Baguio Palace, it will be tantamount to betraying the Emperor's Alliance, and he will also die in the end.
"In this case, there is no need to continue talking."
After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, he stood up and walked outside.
Yuan Xiangtian and the Supreme Elder stood up, and now the initiative was in their hands.
"Wait a moment!"
The man in black robe sitting next to Ranhu suddenly spoke and stopped Liu Wuxie.
"Anything else?"
Liu Wuxie's sharp eyes wanted to see through this man in black.
The other party's cultivation level was too high for Liu Wuxie's spiritual consciousness to penetrate.
"Did you arrange it for the Kabia Guild?"
The man in black robe asked coldly, he was testing Liu Wuxie.
If it was Liu Wuxie who arranged things for the Kabia Guild, then you can be sure that Liu Wuxie has an extraordinary status and is not an ordinary person who can arrange things for the Kabia Guild.
"Are you testing me?"
Liu Wuxie smiled, and the man in black robe also laughed. One smiled like a spring breeze, and the other laughed like a ghost crying in the night.
"Who are you and why are you doing this?"
The men in black robes were pressing forward step by step. If Liu Wuxie was just an ordinary outer disciple, why would he be so desperate, even caring about his own life?
"You are not qualified to know who I am. If Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion fails to pay the rent for twenty years within three days, don't blame me for not reminding you. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the consequences."
After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left Yueyang Tower.
Ranhu and the three of them were the only ones left in the private room.
"This is unreasonable, I'm so angry."
The great elder slapped the table hard, with an angry look on his face.
"Slaying the messenger, what did you gain?"
Ranhu asked the man in black robe.
Today's conversation was actually brought up by Messenger Tu, mainly to test Liu Wuxie.
"This person cannot stay."
A murderous light shot out from the depths of the Butcher's eyes.
"But he has been staying at Yuan's house, how can we start?"
No one wanted to kill Liu Wuxie more than Ranhu, and his son died at Liu Wuxie's hands.
"Don't worry, I'm the best at killing people."
The slaughterer licked his scarlet lips, and the entire private room was filled with a horrifying murderous aura.
Back on the street, Yuan Xiangtian frowned.
"Mr. Liu, the man in black sitting next to Ranhu has a very high level of cultivation and a very murderous intent. I'm worried that he will take action against you."
After stepping out of the street, Yuan Xiangtian secretly sent a message to Liu Wuxie.
Hulin Weapon Refining Pavilion has been forced into a desperate situation and will definitely do something drastic.
"I'm afraid he won't come. The reason why I said three days later is to free up my hands to make arrangements."
Liu Wuxie smiled brightly.

Chapter completed!
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