Seeing that Nie Li was hesitating, Yan Yang said again, “If Junior Brother Nie Li is unwilling to sell it, then what if I offer one hundred fifty thousand spiritual stones? Although this price is still far from your word’s true worth, I still hope that Junior Brother Nie Li is willing to part with it!”
It was understandable that Yan Yang would want the word so urgently. Nie Li understood its true worth. It’d be weird if Yan Yang didn’t feel so desperate for it, since he’d managed to comprehend a little before Nie Li put it away.
Hearing Yan Yang’s words, Long Tianming’s brows twitched as he lightly smiled. “Since Junior Brother Nie Li doesn’t want to sell it, then Junior Brother Yan Yang shouldn’t try to force him!” Long Tianming could sense Yan Yang’s urgency; based on his urgency alone, this word was worth way more than that Myriad Miles Rivers and Mountains Painting.
Only by leaving that word alone, Long Tianming had thousands of ways to get it and keep it from landing in Yan Yang’s hands.
Of course Nie Li wasn’t going to let Long Tianming have his way. He wrung his hands and said, “Senior Brother Long and Senior Brother Yan Yang are being too serious. I can write dozens of these words in a day. It’s just a word, after all. If every Senior Brother and Senior Sister wants one, I can give everyone one!”