Jerry's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
"Lord Velen, although I don't know why you insist on meeting my mentor, forgive me for being blunt — across the entire Titan Galaxy, even across the whole lower plane universe, there's no one qualified enough to make him descend in person."
"One hundred million low-grade mana crystals," Velen said with a beaming smile, raising a single finger.
Jerry gasped sharply.
"You... You're trying to bribe me!"
"I would never, ever sell out my mentor!" Jerry declared with righteousness.
"Two hundred million."
"Lord Velen!" Jerry almost cried out. "My mentor is the Blackgold Sovereign from the upper plane universe! If he finds out that I summoned him down here just for money—"
"Four hundred million."
Jerry's knees buckled, and he nearly collapsed on the spot.
"F-Four hundred million?!"
What the hell!?
Just because you're rich, you think you can do whatever you want?
But damn it — Jerry's heart was wildly tempted!
