Yue Bolun's father did not answer immediately. Instead, he lowered his head in thought.
"Our Danghu clan has managed to take root along Yellow Springs Road precisely because we hold this secret passage leading directly to the Underworld. As Bolun just told you, and as you can surely see for yourself given the current situation, it would be very easy for things to go wrong if we let you through. We simply cannot shoulder that kind of responsibility."
Yue Bolun chimed in hastily, "Exactly. You have to see it from our perspective. Twenty million Underworld Banknotes, plus ten Vitality Pills—how could we not be tempted by such a lucrative reward? But the crucial point is that even if we manage to make a fortune, we need to stay alive to spend it. Compared to the Underworld, our Danghu clan is nothing."
Yue Bolun's father nodded in agreement. "That's right. Forget twenty million Underworld Banknotes, even if you were— wait, how much? Twenty million Underworld Banknotes? Ten Vitality Pills?" He shot a sideways glance at his son. "Why the hell didn't you mention this earlier? Get lost! This is our esteemed guest, and from now on, our VIP among VIPs. Is this what you serve our VIP among VIPs? Go to my room, get my treasured tea, and brew a pot for this boss. Let me introduce myself, I am Yue Buqun. Ha, isn't there a novel in your Human Realm called *The Smiling, Proud Wanderer*? I share the exact same name as that Yue Buqun."
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