C1120 Oath

After the youth heard what Haotian said.

He immediately stopped kowtowing.

He slowly raised his head, his forehead was already broken, and there was a hint of scarlet on it. His face was at a loss as he asked, "Price?"

"What can I pay?"

Haotian's tone turned cold: "I am not a talkative person. Although my time is not worth much, but it is also very precious. I don't need any gold, silver