"Shen Lang, what do you mean?" Rong Haodong asked angrily upon hearing Shen Lang's words.
"My meaning is very simple. You brought people to seek revenge, and now you've failed. Your life is mine. If you want to buy your life back, you'll use money," Shen Lang took the black Han sword from Feng Yijian and pointed it at Rong Haodong's throat. "I'll only make one strike, and you'll have only one chance to bid. If your offer doesn't meet my expectations, your throat will be pierced by this sword in the next second."
"What?" Hearing Shen Lang's words, Elder Xi and the others' expressions changed drastically. Elder Xi shouted, "Shen Lang, Young Master Rong is the beloved grandson of Elder Rong. If you dare to harm him, Elder Rong will exterminate your nine generations of kin."
"What nonsense Elder Rong? He knows me, but I don't know him. Don't try to scare me with him," Shen Lang smiled in the face of Elder Xi's threat. "If he dares to exterminate my nine generations, my master will scatter the ashes of his ancestors for eighteen generations. Don't think you're the only one with connections, I have them too."
Although the old man was alone, Shen Lang knew that he could hold off a thousand armies. In his anger, any so-called Five Great Families or the Rong Family would be nothing but dregs. The old man's existence was the reason Shen Lang dared to be so reckless; his backing was extremely strong.
"You..." Elder Xi hadn't expected Shen Lang to be so unreasonable, completely unafraid of threats. His face grew even angrier, but his tone softened slightly. "Shen Lang, don't be rash. Young Master Rong is Elder Rong's beloved grandson. Killing him will bring you no good. Let's talk things out properly."
"I am talking things out properly with you now. What, am I not being calm?" Shen Lang looked at Elder Xi and smiled. "If I were truly not calm, this sword in my hand would already be piercing through your Young Master Rong's throat, right?"
"Shen Lang, just say what you want, clearly." Elder Xi detested Shen Lang's frivolous expression. If Rong Haodong wasn't subdued by Shen Lang, he would have already taken action to eliminate this reckless brat. However, with Rong Haodong in Shen Lang's hands, Elder Xi was hesitant and didn't dare to act rashly.
"What do I want?" Shen Lang laughed. "Old people shouldn't wander around aimlessly. Why do you need others to repeat what they say?"
"My words are clear. Your Young Master Rong's life is in my hands now. If he wants it, he'll buy it back with money. However, there's only one chance to bid. If the price isn't what I want, in the next second, this sword will pierce his throat."
"Don't ask if I dare. To tell you the answer right now, I really dare."
"Rong Haodong has his family behind him, but I have my master behind me. Do you think I'm afraid?" Hearing Shen Lang's words, Elder Xi carefully observed Shen Lang's expression and eyes, finding him to be very serious, showing no sign of joking. Elder Xi knew Rong Haodong's importance and dared not be careless, so he could only say, "Just say how much money you want directly. Don't beat around the bush."
"No, it's not about how much money I want. It's about how much money your Young Master Rong is willing to give me to save his life." Shen Lang smiled. "If I directly ask for money, it makes me sound like I'm extorting, which is illegal."
"Damn it, haven't you done this before?" Hearing Shen Lang's words, Rong Haodong exclaimed, "You extorted over a hundred billion from us last time."
"Young Master Rong, you can't eat just any food, and you can't say just any words. I have no idea what you're talking about. Don't slander me." Shen Lang gave Rong Haodong an innocent smile. "Last time, I remember it was for the apologies and medical expenses for the subordinates of White Horse Club. It was only right, why does it sound like I forced you to give it?"
"Stop the nonsense. You have your chance now. How much money will you use to buy back your life? Make an offer. Remember, only one chance." As he spoke, Shen Lang subtly pushed the sword forward a bit, not much, just less than a millimeter. But it managed to cut Rong Haodong's skin, and a drop of blood continuously fell to the ground.
"Damn it, did you hear my senior brother? If you want your life, bring money!" Wolong took a fire axe from the side, swung it, and said to Rong Haodong, "If you don't pay, my senior brother will first pierce your throat with his sword, and then I'll chop off your head with an axe and send it to that damn Elder Rong."
"What Elder Rong? Is he more formidable than my old man?" Wolong said disdainfully. On Mount Qiulong, Shen Lang and Wolong were educated that besides the old man, anyone else they could trample on. If they couldn't trample someone, the old man would personally handle it. How terrifying the old man's strength was, even Shen Lang and Wolong, as his disciples, couldn't fully comprehend. But they believed that if the old man wished, he could kill anyone in this world and destroy any family. Yes, he could do it alone. With such a master as their backing, what did Shen Lang and Wolong have to fear?
Seeing the fire axe in Wolong's hand, Rong Haodong's last bit of courage vanished. He said to Shen Lang, "Fifty billion, I'm willing to pay fifty billion. Don't kill me."
"Fifty billion. This is the highest price I can give, and the highest price my grandfather is willing to pay. If it exceeds by even a cent, he won't care about my life."
"Wealthy families are ruthless. Even a beloved grandson has a price, and this is my price." Rong Haodong looked at Shen Lang, feeling wronged and humiliated. "If you don't accept this price, you can kill me now."
"Hahaha, Young Master Rong, no need. I believe you are an honest person." Hearing Rong Haodong's words, Shen Lang turned the Han sword in his hand, then returned it to Feng Yijian's sheath and said, "I accept this price. Transfer the money, and you can leave once it's in my account."
Upon hearing this, Rong Haodong felt his limbs go weak, and he collapsed to the ground. After a long while, he took out his phone and shakily made a call. Two minutes later, Rong Haodong looked at Shen Lang and said angrily, "Give me your account number. The money will be in your account soon."
"Young Master Rong, you're straightforward!" Shen Lang punched Rong Haodong's chest and laughed, "I like making friends, especially straightforward friends like you. From today onwards, you are my friend."
After speaking, Shen Lang pulled Wolong over and said, "Wolong, let's thank Young Master Rong for the fifty billion gift together."
"Thank you, Young Master Rong." Wolong bowed to Rong Haodong and laughed heartily. Hearing this, Rong Haodong's face turned ashen.