Chapter 202: If You Won't Agree, Then Fight

Upon hearing that, everyone present was stunned.

Yuanfei Rizhan and a few others instinctively looked at Lian Ye, their eyes full of disbelief.

Lian Ye actually dared to speak to the Daimyo like that—how rude!

One must know that the Daimyo is a head of state, even outranking the Kage of the ninja village in rank.

Lian Ye even dared to threaten a country's Daimyo, clearly not taking the Lord of Lightning Country seriously.

In their eyes, this was an extremely unbelievable act.

Zhi Cun Tuan Zang, however, reacted differently; his face was full of admiration.

He thought this approach was fine: if you refuse to agree, then fight until you do!

One must not grovel or compromise with such a person.

The Fire Country is the victor, while the Thunder Country is the defeated; having lost, they must accept the demands presented and do their utmost to satisfy them.

If they don't agree, then keep fighting!

As long as these guys are beaten and frightened, they won't dare covet the Fire Country again.

The Lord of Lightning Country's lofty behavior greatly displeased Tuan Cang, and seeing Lian Ye act made him feel immensely pleased.

Qianshou Feijian showed no expression at all, calmly observing the expressions on several faces.

When he saw Zhi Cun Tuan Zang, he gave a slight nod, then shifted his gaze back to Lian Ye.

The kid's actions surprised everyone; no one expected Lian Ye to threaten the Daimyo.

Though a bit impulsive, this display made Qianshou Feijian very satisfied…

He didn't even need to threaten the Daimyo himself.

The Lord of Lightning Country stared at the black‑haired, red‑eyed youth, unable to suppress his fear, his face a mix of shock and anger.

That damned brat not only struck me but also dared to threaten me!

How dare he, how could he dare!

A ninja from the Fire Country actually dared to threaten the Daimyo!

He felt his authority as the Daimyo was being challenged; he was about to rebuke Lian Ye, but faced with those scarlet Sharingan eyes, the words wouldn't come out.

His intuition told him this brat wasn't a good guy.

If he really opened his mouth to scold the other, who knows what that brat might do?

For the sake of his own life, it's better not to provoke the other.

Otherwise, the kid might get hot‑headed, rush in, and kill him—that would be a big loss.

The Daimyo, sitting on countless wealth and power, obviously doesn't want to be killed; he hasn't enjoyed enough yet.

He can only go along with the kid for now, and settle scores after these people leave.

When the time comes, he'll put a bounty of 500 million taels, confident they can't be killed!

……

"Have you considered it?" Lian Ye said coldly, "My patience has limits."

He's just an ordinary person with a bit of power—how dare he swagger before a ninja?!

Power and wealth are meaningless before strength; once you have the latter, the former naturally follows.

Hearing this brazen threat, the Daimyo felt angry inside, yet forced a smile onto his face.

"Hehe, I wonder how much this little brother wants?"

The kid is young; he won't make a lion's big demand, so he should be easy to brush off.

Lian Ye slowly extended three fingers; the Daimyo, seeing this, smiled brightly, knowing this brat would be easy to deal with.

He thought how much they'd ask for, but it turned out to be just 300 million taels.

The Daimyo looked at Lian Ye with a hint of grievance, "Isn't it just 300 million taels?"

For that amount of money, is it worth threatening me?

Fine, consider this money a loss to ward off disaster.

To the Daimyo, this sum is a drop in the bucket; he has no intention of haggling with Lian Ye, just wants to hand over the money quickly and send them away.

Once they leave the Daimyo's Residence, he can issue a high bounty to have someone kill them!

"Ha ha, 300 million taels?" The Daimyo waved his hand grandly and said, "I agree!"

These funds can serve as life‑buying money for Qianshou Feijian and his men; giving them away is fine.

Anyway, this group won't be able to bounce around for many days.

If he posts a 500‑million bounty, countless bounty hunters will swarm like flies, and the group will soon face a siege.

Thinking of this, he felt a wave of satisfaction, as if he could already see Qianshou Feijian and the others meeting a gruesome end.

Just as the Daimyo was daydreaming about the future, Lian Ye's expression turned odd, indicating the guy had misunderstood him.

"Your Excellency Daimyo, you misspoke..." Lian Ye shook his head, explaining, "It's not 300 million taels, but... 3 billion."

"What?!" The Daimyo's smile froze.

What on earth is this kid saying?!

Three billion—how could he dare utter that…

I thought Qianshou Feijian's 1‑billion‑tael price was already a lion's big demand, but this kid is even more greedy.

The Lord of Lightning Country's annual tax revenue is only twenty‑to‑thirty billion taels, so this kid's ask equals the nation's yearly income.

The shock wasn't limited to the Daimyo; Yuanfei Rizhan and the others wore equally horrified looks, staring at Lian Ye in disbelief, wondering if they'd misheard.

"What did Lian Ye just say?" Yuanfei Rizhan asked, his expression dazed.

"It seems... 3 billion taels," Uchiha Jing swallowed hard, then said slowly.

"This guy's gone mad?!" Zhi Cun Tuan Zang's face showed horror.

Although he agrees with Lian Ye blackmailing the Lord of Lightning Country, this isn't the way to blackmail!

He would never even dream that Lian Ye would dare to demand thirty billion.

This, what's the difference from robbery?!

Wrong, even a robbery might not get that much.

This is far quicker at getting money than a robbery…

Even Qianshou Feijian no longer has his usual composure; shock and disbelief intertwine on his face.

Thirty billion taels, how does this kid dare to say that?!

His mental expectation was only five hundred million taels; this kid's opening multiplied it sixfold.

The air inside the great hall seemed to solidify in an instant.

The Daimyo's complexion turned iron‑blue, his fingers gripping the rail tightly until his knuckles whitened: "Three… thirty billion?!"

Lian Ye's three fingers remained steadily raised in the air, a faint smile curling at the corner of his mouth:

"That's right, exactly thirty billion."

"You!" the Daimyo sprang up violently, his expression feral: "This is blackmail! The Thunder Country's annual tax revenue is…"

He halted mid‑sentence, wondering why he, with nothing to gain, would tell them about the country's tax revenue.

"Thirty billion, absolutely impossible!" the Daimyo snorted coldly, and sat back down.

Thirty billion—unless they kill him!

Lian Ye, of course, knows the Daimyo won't pay that much; he merely wants to widen the bargaining space…

Qianshou Feijian had previously opened with one billion, but in the end Konoha's compensation would definitely be less than one billion, perhaps only six or seven hundred million.

The Lord of Lightning Country is so wealthy; it would be a waste not to blackmail him hard.

Seeing the Daimyo's gloomy face and silence, Lian Ye had already lost patience.

"Your Excellency Daimyo, I think you haven't grasped the situation; the Thunder Country is the defeated nation…"

"If you are unwilling to compensate, then let the war continue!"