CHAPTER 357: ARE YOU GOING TO LET HIM LEAVE JUST LIKE THAT?

For a moment it looked like all sorts of mayhem was going to explode but once again Aiden only needed to raise his hand. Like well-trained dogs, the six cloaked figures froze in place, their killing intent retreating just enough to keep the air from tearing open.

Aiden’s smile never faltered. "That’s what I like about you, Blood God. Even when you’re staring down certain death, you bark louder than anyone else. It’s foolish, bold and reckless... but it makes people hesitate. Hesitation wins battles."

Damon’s eyes glinted dangerously. "Cut the pretty speeches, dude. I didn’t come here for compliments. Where’s my gold? Do we have a deal or not?"

Aiden finally flicked his wrist, and the system chimed.

[Ding! Trade Request: 2,500,000,000 Gold Coins.]

Damon tried his best to remain indifferent but he was still shocked to his very core. At most he expected 50 or 100 million gold coins from this encounter. Perhaps even a couple more hundred million coins. But to simply throw the entire 2.5 billion at him... he was totally speechless.

Just how powerful was this guy? To throw around this kind of money, he probably should have influence over all of the super ten guilds. How is something like that possible?

The super ten might stand unitedly in some aspects but basically they originate from different different countries. It was impossible for all those world leaders with all the different countries, each with a massive ego to boot to cooperate and respect a single guy like this!

Forget world leaders. What about these top inhumanly talented players? What kind of a person could command this sort of respect from them?

And this bastard had acted like a peasant and become all chummy chummy with him in his last life. All to take Blood Reign from him? It had to be because of Blood Reign and this bloodline he had managed to acquire.

This guy was after his primordial bloodline right from the very beginning!

The glowing number hovered between them like a living thing. Damon swallowed all of his thoughts and his theories and calmly asked. "How many vials do you need in return?"

Aiden laughed. He looked pretty satisfied with the dumb-founded expression on Damon’s face. "Not as many as you fear. Just a few will do... let’s say two hundred. Three hundred at most." He smiled that infuriating smile again. "Considering what one vial fetched at the auction, this is more than fair, isn’t it?"

"Fair, huh? So you want enough poison to bring down a small army, but you still act like you’re being generous. Interesting math you’ve got there."

"Think of it as an investment, Blood God. You get the funds to build your little empire, and I get insurance against your empire. A trade. Simple. Efficient. Mutually beneficial."

Damon chuckled, though his eyes hardened. "So you are telling me that you can end me any time you want."

Aiden smiled and did not say anything.

"What if I already have the anti-dote for this poison? I made the poison. Surely, I can make the anti-dote too?"

Aiden chuckled. "I only need to worry about that if I intended to use this against you which I do not. You don’t have to be so cynical you know. Not everyone is out to get you. You should be thinking of me more as a friend. Hopefully when you see how beneficial this transaction is, you will change your opinion of me. Until then, probably nothing I say will change your mind. Not every trade is a knife in the dark."

Damon did not say anything. He simply tossed 200 vials into the trade interface and then accepted it. Aiden briefly looked at the number of vials and then accepted it anyways. "So stingy." He smiled and shook his head.

"Consider this an advance," Damon said coolly. "If you want more, you’ll pay more. I don’t run a charity."

Aiden tilted his head, smile stretching in that harmless way that was anything but. "Fair enough. I suppose with this, our meeting is officially concluded?"

"Unless you plan on wasting more of my time," Damon replied flatly. He turned slightly, his cloak stirring in the faint breeze, already making it clear he had no intention of lingering.

"Nope. I do not have anything more to offer you at this moment. Good luck. Hope we run into each other again soon. Oh, don’t forget. The two women already belong to someone else. You should stay away from them. I am telling you this for your own good."

Damon froze for a moment but he then started walking away as if he did not even hear what Aiden had said. The six cloaked figures parted just enough to let him pass, though their killing intent lingered like a blade at his back. In a matter of seconds, Damon’s figure disappeared from the plains.

"Are you going to let him leave just like that?" Madman growled, his voice raw with fury. His entire frame shook beneath the cloak, rage and bloodlust leaking like steam from a boiling pot.

Aiden didn’t even turn his head. His eyes lingered on the direction Damon had vanished, the same harmless smile still painted on his lips. "Yes."

Madman took a step forward, fists clenched so tight his nails dug through skin. "He mocked us. Mocked you. If you gave the word, I would have crushed him under my foot right here. Why restrain us?"

"Because crushing him now would be a waste," Aiden replied softly.

"Do you kill the cub the moment it bares its teeth? No. You let it grow, watch how far it dares to climb. Then, when the time is right, you decide if it deserves to live or to fall."

Magicaa clicked his tongue. "So we just stand here and wag our tails while the Blood God gets stronger? Sounds brilliant. Absolutely foolproof."

Aiden’s smile finally shifted, just a fraction, but enough to freeze the sarcasm in Magicaa’s throat.

"We didn’t lose anything here today. In fact, we gained far more than he did. We needed these poisons to enter that pocket realm. Besides, when that cub needs more money next time, who do you think he will come begging to?"