The sphere of emotions in the Emperor Sword Sect that was pessimistic abruptly amalgamated into one of terror. Today, someone who could control the world in the future had paid them a visit, and that sword-shattering information quickly spread like wildfire.
However, the Shard Family lackeys blocked their path, not letting them leave. While an internal war was looking as though it was about to break out, the main characters were in front of the gates, appearing to be in a standoff.
"Deal? What kind of deal?"
Davis chuckled as an amused expression appeared on his face.
On the other side, Ancestor Shard, whose name was Nereus Shard, possessed a wry expression on his face, although he was suppressing his rage in his heart. He wanted to tear this person into pieces but kept his wry smile like a sly old fox.
"Of course. In exchange for letting the grudge from so many years ago go, we are willing to pay yearly tribute worth ten Peak-Level Spirit Stone Vein Cores."
"Ten?"
