Twenty taels of silver to break the spell.
Xie Chong was instantly dumbfounded, giving Qin Liuxi a look that said, "Why don't you just rob me?"
Qin Liuxi smiled slyly: "Twenty taels isn't enough to buy your life? Someone else has offered a hundred taels."
Xie Chong: "..."
Is that the same thing?
He wanted to roar in frustration; he didn't have two taels of silver on him, let alone twenty.
Just then, someone peeked in at the doorway, hesitated, and walked in. Chen Pi greeted him.
Qin Liuxi glanced at the newcomer, then turned back to Xie Chong, saying, "What do you say? I've got business coming to me. Make your decision quickly."
Xie Chong was near tears, "Master, as you can see I have absolutely nothing. Can't you be merciful and save my life, considering I have elderly dependents? Saving a life is better than building a seven-story stupa!"
"Why don't you go to Wuxiang Temple and tell that to the monks there? I'm a Taoist, not a builder of stupas," Qin Liuxi rolled his eyes.
