Swallowing the iron coin, worth 8 gold, 5 silver, and 7 copper, which contained all of Leon's savings, and biting it into pieces with a click, the purple-black python raised its head slightly. Looking down at the trembling little red snake, it coldly said,
"In the teachings of the Scales Gold Sect, we do not advocate forcing others to make deals, but using such worthless items as offerings is an insult to the Snake Spirit.
Foolish blasphemer, I hope you'll think carefully and make a wiser judgment to present more valuable items to the Snake Spirit, like your beloved..."
"Pft!"
A large swath of silvery liquid metal exploded between the two... two snakes, tearing the trunk-thick purple-black python to shreds with needle-like liquid metal, even the three-headed Serpent Crown it wore wasn't spared, sliced in two by a suddenly solidified cursed silver blade!
*You filthy dog... If you didn't want it, give it back to me! Why did you bite it into pieces?!*
