"Very good!" Renn nodded with satisfaction and looked at the family representatives in the hall from the city lord's throne. "Although everyone knows who I am, I still want to introduce myself! I used to be a member of Herman, and then came to the Warcraft Forest.
, became the current Lord of Warcraft! I think you all have some idea of what happened in the middle. I don’t like fighting, and I don’t like causing trouble, but when things come to me, I won’t sit still and wait for death! Back to the topic, before
Something happened, and I got this group of customers. In fact, they don’t have much conflict of interest with me, and they don’t have any deep grudges, so I decided to give them a chance. In fact, these customers have already given me the best choice based on their status.
With a suitable ransom price, as long as you pay the ransom, you can take the person away and the previous things will be wiped out! Of course, things will not be so good next time!"
The family representative who was called over actually didn't know what to do at first. He was very surprised to see the captured family members. He didn't have high hopes at first, thinking that he would have died long ago if he fell into the hands of the Warcraft Lord.
When they heard that a ransom could be paid to bring the person back, everyone looked surprised and wondered if they were dreaming.
However, there were also sober people who quickly realized that there should be no such good thing, and asked: "Lord, how much ransom do we need to pay to take the person away?"
"Don't worry, the price is reasonable!" Renn snapped his fingers, and the Frost Deer, who transformed into a human form next to him, took a stack of lists and handed them to everyone.
Everyone opened the list, and the smiles on their faces instantly froze.
Things are really not that simple!
"Thirty thousand gold coins? You actually asked me to give up one-third of my assets, why not just rob it!" One of them couldn't hold it back and shouted angrily at Ren, "Three thousand gold coins can still be considered, but this price is impossible!
"
Renn's eyes fell on the speaker, and he smiled and asked Gert who was standing below: "Which company is he representing?"
"Lord, this is the current head of the Singer family!" Gert replied respectfully, "Janus Singer's father."
"Janas Singh?" Renn turned to look at the prisoner area.
A nobleman named Janus Singer was a relatively young noble official of Camelback City who led troops to rescue Oswald on the night the Armadillo organization captured the city.
Janus Singer was very frightened when he thought of Malcolm's fate, and hurriedly shouted over there: "Father! Give him the ransom! If the money is gone, you can make more money. If you don't pay the ransom, I will die miserably!"
"Don't say that!" Ren smiled and shook his head, "I'm not a villain. If you don't pay the ransom, at most, the deal will not be established and there will be no second chance!"
Isn't that the same? Janus shouted in his heart, if you don't redeem me this time, there will be no chance to leave. By then, life and death will not be a matter of your words?
Thinking of this, I felt even more frightened, and quickly shouted again: "Father! There is only one chance to be redeemed, and it is not necessary to give up all the assets. Which is more important, money or my life?"
Old Singer gritted his teeth. Only he knew how difficult it was to earn 30,000 gold coins, which was equivalent to more than ten years of hard work being in vain!
However, from the fearful expression on his son's face, he could see that if he did not pay the ransom, the consequences would be disastrous.
Should I choose to save for more than ten years or redeem my son immediately? Or should I find a way to reduce the ransom price?
When Old Singer was struggling, a representative of the nobles next to him threw the list of ransom prices on his hand to the ground and said in a cold voice: "Absurd! I asked for 20,000 gold coins to ask for it. This price is unacceptable!"
"Who is this?" Renn looked at Gert.
"Lord, this is the acting patriarch of the Mara family, Keror Mara's father!" Gert immediately replied.
"Kyrol Mara?" Renn turned to the prisoner area, "What did you say?"
Keror Mara did not speak, obviously she was not qualified to speak in front of her father.
Ren turned to Old Mara: "So you clearly refuse, right?"
"That's right! No matter who you are, don't even think about taking a copper coin from me! The Mara family will never compromise in this way!"
"Kyrol, you said that?" Ren looked at the prisoner again.
Kailuoer looked at his father and opened his mouth, but still no sound came out, and finally lowered his head.
"OK! I understand." Renn snapped his fingers, "The Mara family gave up the opportunity to redeem Kailuoer and immediately removed it from the list! Take Kailuoer behind and decide on the disposal plan after returning to the city!"
The male Snowfield Glutton immediately stepped forward, grabbed Kyrol, and dragged him away from the captive area.
Old Mara frowned when she saw this and shouted: "Stop!"
Although he knew that there was a disparity in strength, he found that the other party really didn't give him any chance. When he saw his son being taken away, he immediately became anxious and rushed towards the snowy glutton that had turned into a human form without thinking.
"Get away!" As soon as he got close, he was kicked away by Snowfield Glutton, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
The other representatives broke out in cold sweat when they saw this scene. In fact, they understood Lao Mara. The nobles present all started in business, and they had the habit of businessmen. However, Lao Mara forgot the occasion for a while, and looked down on the other party, thinking that
The Warcraft Lord can negotiate with him for gold coins.
Unexpectedly, Renn was not a businessman at all, nor was he here to negotiate.
Seeing that the scene was completely silent, all the aristocratic representatives held their breaths and did not even dare to breathe. Ren said slowly: "Everyone, I am not here to discuss business with you, but to give you a chance to redeem your family. This opportunity is a little indulgent.
It's gone, don't mistake my kindness for nothing! You have only two choices, either pay the ransom and take your family away, or give up the opportunity, keep your gold coins, and take them back to Warcraft City as captives. How to deal with it all depends on my mood. I can't bear the gold coins.
You can stand up directly, and as long as you give up the opportunity, you can leave through the main entrance."
Old Mara was lightly kicked by the Snowfield Glutton until he was seriously injured and vomited blood. He finally knew how to be afraid. He himself had fifth-level strength. He didn't expect to be kicked away by the Warcraft Lord's men. How strong must that person be to do that?
This point? It seems that he didn't use much strength at all, he just kicked casually. If he kicked with all his strength, he would be dead!
Hearing Ren's words, he endured the pain and tried to get up, and quickly said: "Wait a minute! I'll pay! Can't I just pay?"
"I said, you only have one chance!" Renn waved his hand, "The representative of the Mara family can leave. Keep the gold coins for your own healing!"
"Lord!" Old Mara finally showed a panicked expression and knelt down on the ground. "Please forgive me. I just think the ransom is too high..."
"Please get out!" Ren waved directly.
The male snow furbolg that transformed into a human form immediately stepped forward, grabbed old Mara by the back collar like a kitten, and threw him directly out the door.
