102: This is a pittance, nothing to worry about. The Wang family head settled the bill with tears in his eyes!

"Ten billion... High-Grade Spirit Stones."

When Wang Zhantian squeezed these words through his tightly clenched teeth, his usually majestic face was now completely distorted by extreme rage, deep humiliation, and an unspeakable heartache.

His complexion first turned ashen, then flushed red, and finally faded into a deathly gray.

A mix of emotions, his expression was hideous.

[Oh, this face is more exciting than a Sichuan opera face-change.]

[Isn't it just ten billion? Is it worth it? Look at how distressed you are; anyone who didn't know better would think I was taking half your life.]

[Perspective! Brother, you need to broaden your perspective! Wealth is just an external possession; you can't bring it with you when you're born or take it when you die.]

[Look at me, I view money like dirt and never care about such a small sum.]

[This is simply a Wealth-Sending Boy, a benchmark for a high-quality customer of the year!]

Su Chen's inner complaints were churning, but his face remained calm and composed, as if he didn't care about a mere ten billion at all.

It was a kind of compassion that said, "I'm giving you a chance to leave gracefully."

This instead made him seem even more indifferent to fame and fortune.

Looking at Wang Zhantian, whose breath was stuck in his chest as if he were suffocating, he even kindly "comforted" him:

"Family Head Wang, look on the bright side."

"Money can be earned again, but if your life is gone, everything is gone."

Su Chen said, letting out a soft sigh.

At this moment, he was like a wise man who had seen the world, guiding a lost lamb.

"Look at you, with a large Family and a son with 'Emperor's Potential' to nurture; your future is limitless."

"A mere ten billion—just consider it spending money to avert disaster and buy peace."

"And while you're at it, clearing a small obstacle for your son's future path to the Emperor's throne—what a bargain."

"This deal is simply a guaranteed profit."

His tone was sincere and his expression concerned, as if he were truly considering Wang Zhantian's best interests.

Every word Su Chen spoke was like a poisoned blade, accurately stabbing into Wang Zhantian's heart.

He even twisted it gently.

Making his five viscera burn with rage.

Clearing obstacles?

You're the damn biggest human-shaped pitfall on my son's path to the Emperor!

There is no second!

A surge of blood rushed to Wang Zhantian's throat, but he forced himself to swallow it back down.

The metallic taste spread in his mouth, stimulating every nerve that was on the verge of snapping.

He stared fixedly at Su Chen, his gaze wishing he could cut him into a thousand pieces, grind his bones to ashes, and ensure he never reincarnated.

But when his gaze inadvertently swept behind Su Chen...

There, the peerless Demoness was boredly playing with a strand of her black hair.

The volcano in Wang Zhantian's heart that was about to erupt was instantly extinguished by a bucket of ice water from the Nine Nether Hell.

He couldn't win.

He really couldn't win.

This woman hadn't used her full strength at all just now.

That power had already exceeded the scope of a "Quasi-Emperor," surpassing his understanding of known power systems.

Wang Zhantian even had an absurd intuition.

Even if all the Old Ancestors of the Wang Family crawled out of their ancestral graves, laid down an Eternal Killing Array, and exhausted all their foundations to attack together, they wouldn't be enough for this woman to slap away.

Her terror had risen to another level.

It was a level that made him so desperate he couldn't even muster the thought of resisting.

Endure!

He closed his eyes tightly, veins bulging beneath his eyelids as if he were engaged in a life-and-death struggle with the unspeakable anger and humiliation in his body.

Today's humiliation would be the most profound tempering of his Dao Heart on his future path to enlightenment! It was the steel tempered a thousand times, the Phoenix reborn from the fire!

He had to endure! For the Wang Family! For his son's "Emperor's Potential"!

Wang Zhantian frantically brainwashed himself. He used this mental victory method to forcibly suppress the monstrous killing intent that was almost burning away his reason.

As well as the uncontrollable grief, indignation, and resentment deep in his heart.

"Fine..."

Wang Zhantian kept his eyes closed, as if using all his strength just to squeeze this word out of his throat.

The voice was hoarse, like a worn-out stone, carrying an indescribable sense of age and sorrow.

When he opened his eyes again, the killing intent and resentment had been completely suppressed.

Only a deathly coldness remained.

Along with a heavy sense of resignation.

He slowly raised his hand. A Storage Ring, crafted entirely from Spatial Divine Crystal and inscribed with countless profound runes, flew from his fingertip and drifted slowly toward Su Chen.

The space around the ring distorted slightly, showing the massive space contained within.

"Inside are ten billion High-Grade Spirit Stones, as well as some 'apology gifts' from my Wang Family."

When Wang Zhantian said the words "apology gifts," his molars were nearly crushed. He could almost taste the metallic blood on his tongue.

This was more than just an apology; it was cutting his flesh, draining his blood, and gouging out his heart!

"Divine Son Su, please count them."

Su Chen looked at the ring radiating the aura of a nouveau riche, and his eyes instantly lit up.

[As expected, shiny gold things attract my attention the most!]

[Not bad! This guy named Wang is quite sensible; not only did he give the money, but he also took the initiative to add 'apology gifts.']

[It seems he has some business sense and knows the importance of after-sales service.]

[Promising! This guy is worth dealing with; when something happens, he really gives money!]

[Unlike some stingy people who won't give anything even if killed.]

[Good, good. When I get back, I'll add him to my 'Quality Customer' list of the year and visit again when I have the chance. After all, such a straightforward sucker is hard to find.]

Su Chen was delighted in his heart, but his face still maintained a calm and transcendent appearance.

As if he didn't care about this small amount of money at all.

He extended two fair and slender fingers, stylishly catching the ring.

He spun it around his fingertips a few times.

He didn't even use his Divine Thought to investigate, just casually tossed it in his hand as if it weren't a staggering fortune that could buy half a Star Domain, but a worthless glass marble.

Seeing Su Chen's casual movements, the blood in Wang Zhantian's heart seemed to have been drained. The rest of the Wang Family members were trembling with rage.

"Family Head Wang is indeed a straightforward person."

A trace of a "satisfied" smile finally appeared on Su Chen's face.

That smile was as bright as a blooming chrysanthemum, but it made the Wang Family members feel cold all over.

"In that case, today's matter is written off."

"We're even," Su Chen said with a smile. "When we meet in the future, we're still friends."

His shameless behavior of acting like a victim after getting the advantage made all the conscious Elders and guards on the Wang Family Fleet tremble with rage, their faces turning the color of pig liver.

The fire of anger in their chests burned so much that their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys hurt. They almost suffered a Dao Heart collapse and Qi Deviation on the spot.

This is too much!

This is simply too much!

It had always been their Wang Family bullying others; when was it ever someone else's turn to ride on their necks and act wild?!

This Divine Son Su is clearly a bandit using the Su Family's name!

A hot-tempered Wang Family Elder could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He suddenly stood out, pointed at Su Chen, and shouted sternly:

"Su Chen! Don't go too far! My Wang Family..."

His eyes were wide with anger, his hair and beard standing on end, his face full of indignation and unyielding spirit.

He looked ready to fight Su Chen to the death.

Before he could finish his sentence...

"Noisy."

A cold, lazy, and emotionless voice drifted from behind Su Chen.

Ye Linghan didn't even look at him, just gently blew on her nails painted with Red Balsam.

Her movements were as elegant as if she were admiring a work of art.

Her long nails also seemed to glint with the eerie light of death.

"Puff!"

That Elder's body suddenly stiffened, and the light in his eyes instantly faded.

He collapsed limply like a noodle with its bones removed, his life force instantly extinguished.

He died with his eyes open, his face still holding that anger and resentment.

His Divine Soul was instantly reduced to ashes!

A powerful expert of the Saint King Nine Heavens was obliterated on the spot just for saying one extra sentence!

Even his Soul particles were completely crushed.

Even Wang Zhantian didn't have time to stop it, not even having a chance to resist!

The entire scene was deathly silent.

On the fleet, all the Wang Family disciples were like statues under a freezing spell, their breathing stalled and their hearts stopped.

A chill even more piercing than before enveloped everyone, like a cold snake coiling around their throats.

Wang Zhantian looked at the Elder's corpse. His hand gripping the Quasi-Emperor Divine Sword tightened, his knuckles cracking and veins winding like dragons.

He suddenly looked up and stared fixedly at Ye Linghan, his eyes filled with suppressed madness and extreme fear.

That fear even outweighed his anger.

Ye Linghan finally raised her eyes. Those eerie phoenix eyes met his gaze indifferently.

As if looking at an ant about to be stepped on.

Her red lips parted slightly, speaking word by word. Every word carried supreme demonic might, directly striking the heart.

"My man is doing business; when did it become a dog's turn to bark here?"