“Think of it what you want.” Chen Xiaolian responded with a noncommittal smile.

“If so, earlier, when you mention that the seeds of the World Tree are not what I had thought them to be…” Miao Yan looked at Chen Xiaolian with a serious expression. “Just what are they?”

“No matter how you look at it, this is no longer the same question.” Chen Xiaolian tutted twice. “Miss Miao Yan, if you want an answer this time, you will need to show some sincerity.” 

“What kind of sincerity?” Miao Yan’s brows furrowed slightly.

“I’ll be frank. I need the seed that you possess.” Chen Xiaolian smiled as he spread both his hands out. “Set your price.”

“You mean to say, I need to sell it to you before you can tell me the truth about the seeds?” Miao Yan’s eyes narrowed slightly as she regarded Chen Xiaolian. “Why should I?”

“Firstly, because I need it. Secondly, you do not need it.” Chen Xiaolian shrugged. “Very reasonable, no?”

“How can I set...