Duanmu Yang listened, not the least bit annoyed, and instead chuckled, "You cheeky brat, you should be content. If we followed normal procedures, everything would be confiscated. Letting you have one item, and you're still not satisfied?"
Li Xiaobao's face showed a mix of emotions, as if he was caught in a dilemma.
Seeing Li Xiaobao's expression, Duanmu Yang sighed, "I see you've put in quite an effort. Alright then, regarding those fights you've gotten into, this old man will grudgingly help you settle them."
"All those families and martial arts sects, you'll settle all of them?" Li Xiaobao looked at Duanmu Yang.
"This old man will take care of them, I keep my word," Duanmu Yang waved his big hand, exuding a bit of boldness.
"I have one more condition," Li Xiaobao's eyes flashed.
Duanmu Yang raised an eyebrow, glaring at Li Xiaobao, "You cheeky brat, always pushing your luck. Say it, what condition?"
