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"Master, without mentioning it, he wouldn’t even know about the agreement his ancestors made with you. Your demands won’t benefit you except to cause him suffering. How about proposing something else?"
Scarlett Jennings finished speaking, and the weasel’s sharp gaze darted toward her,
"You asked me to make a request, now that I have, you’re refusing? Are you trying to mess with me on purpose?!"
Its voice was sharp with anger, and its fierce demeanor made everyone present flinch involuntarily.
Even Evander Simpson beside her instinctively took on a defensive posture.
Scarlett Jennings remained unfazed, simply saying,
"It’s not to mess with you, just hoping to make a different exchange with you."
She paused, then added,
"For example, something that can help you quickly cultivate back the lost spiritual powers."
The weasel was about to issue a threat, but upon hearing this, it stopped itself, its ears perked slightly, clearly intrigued.
It could see that this young girl had some skills; otherwise, she couldn’t have made a flood dragon listen to her.
As she said, its demand was merely to punish this person,
Simply to vent its own resentful energy.
But if it could trade for something else that could help it quickly restore the lost cultivation, it didn’t mind not continuing to hold a grudge against a young man.
Noticing the interest on its face, Evander Simpson quickly spoke up,
"Master, I’m a disciple of Clear Breeze Temple. If you’re willing to compromise, we will surely try our best to help you."
The weasel gave him a brief glance, then dismissively looked away,
"You don’t seem to have anything good to offer."
This meant it was still more interested in Scarlett Jennings’s proposal.
Evander Simpson: ...
Was the reputation of Clear Breeze Temple this ineffective now?
Dominic Woods’ father, who was about to despair, suddenly heard this turn of events, and along with the villagers, eagerly looked towards Scarlett Jennings.
They saw Scarlett Jennings suddenly turn off her earpiece, signaling to everyone not to follow, as she moved forward to discuss the next terms with the weasel alone.
The village chief naturally entrusted the matter to her.
After all, it seemed that apart from this young girl, no one else could negotiate with this weasel.
The one girl and the one weasel thus went to another side to talk.
The program group, finally relaxing from the earlier tension, immediately wanted to check the live stream feedback.
Just now, the weasel had spoken human language.
Everyone on-site had been so stunned they didn’t dare to breathe too loudly, so the live stream audience had surely gone wild.
However, when they checked the live stream room, their expressions abruptly changed.
"Director Clark! The live stream... the live stream has somehow... disconnected..."
By the time they spoke the last three words, the person in charge of monitoring the live stream was almost in tears.
They didn’t even know when exactly the livestream was cut off.
It wasn’t a ban, just disconnected purely due to a signal loss.
Director Clark’s face turned pale upon hearing this.
That moment could’ve been their closest encounter with spiritual phenomena, allowing billions of netizens to witness the existence of mountain spirits and mystical entities.
And now you’re telling me the live stream disconnected???
Are you kidding me?!
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