Chapter 1829

Turek put on a serious expression and said, "You drank exactly ten sips of my wine just now. I won't rip you off—one sip costs ten million immortal stones. Just give me 100 million immortal stones, and we'll call it even." "What? 100 million immortal stones? Why don't you just go rob someone?" Sebastian nearly jumped in anger, even his face was turning red. "And you say you're not ripping me off?" Turek widened his eyes and spoke righteously, "Kid, I don't like what you're implying. Paying for what you drink is the natural order of things. How can you call that ripping you off?" "You were the one who treated me to a sip, and now you're asking me to pay?" Sebastian clenched his fists, resisting the urge to punch him. This old man was far too mysterious—his true abilities were unknown, and it was better not to act rashly. Turek rolled his eyes and said disdainfully, "When did I ever say it's for free? Don't flatter yourself. "It's like walking past a food stall. Just because the