"How much does that jar of wine cost? I'll compensate!"
"Not much, just thirty carts of Gold."
Luo En coldly retorted, his tone no longer as friendly as before towards Eden, as if he harbored a grudge over the wine's ruin.
Hearing this outrageous asking price, Eden's eyes widened; his hand clutching the purse trembled slightly.
Thirty carts of Gold?
What drink is so precious to be worth this much!
Heluo, sensing Eden's confusion, cried and chirped about the origins of the wine, adding her own artistic flair in the process.
After hearing the explanation, Eden opened his mouth, speechless.
Well, if it's proof of the blood pact between Divine King Odin and Fire God Loki, thirty carts of Gold really isn't expensive.
"It's okay, at the most, my father will just thrash me."
Heluo continued to play the cordial mediator, ready to throw herself into the fray for her friend.
The naive Dwarf lass could not resist this maneuver; impetuously, she exclaimed:
