Li Yi finally managed to stop the suicidal bald Daoist and said, "Boss, you were doing fine with your business. Why resort to suicide? If your items broke, I'll pay for them, is that good enough?"
"This isn't about compensation. This old Daoist has no will to live anymore." The bald Daoist kept crying hysterically.
"Double. I'll compensate you double. Twenty Spirit Stones!" Li Yi offered.
"Are you sure you'll compensate this old Daoist twenty Spirit Stones?" The bald Daoist's cries immediately stopped, and he turned around, his eyes full of anticipation.
Li Yi replied, "Yes, I'm sure! Let's talk this through. Don't go around seeking death. You're an elder, after all. How can you be so fragile?"
He suddenly had doubts about whether he was being swindled.
The bald Daoist immediately knelt with a thud. "Benefactor, this old Daoist owes you a bow."
"That's unnecessary, really unnecessary." Li Yi hastily helped him up again.
