Zhuang Butong fell silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Your martial arts skills are too poor. If it were a martial artist who had formed a Mid-grade Cultivation Body, as long as their martial arts were not too bad, you wouldn't stand a chance against them."
"Why else would I pay you?" Ji Jingqiu said earnestly.
Zhuang Butong lowered his head, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.
Just looking at his current state, it seems far from the "nearly insane" written in the mission briefing.
"One million, and that's an advance payment." Zhuang Butong paused before saying, "This price is very cheap, and I can teach more than just sword skills. At the same price range, you definitely won't find a teacher who doubles as a sparring partner like me elsewhere, if not for..."
He did not continue, but looked up firmly at Ji Jingqiu and declared seriously:
"If you accept, then we'll continue. Moreover, even if you regret it afterward, I won't return the money to you."
