Long Fei looked at everyone and chuckled. Without them saying a word, he hadn't expected to take their hard-earned money to share with outsiders.
Business is business, and relationships are relationships.
The money everyone has painstakingly snatched from the Nine Clans is probably not enough to share with the people outside.
He told everyone to just drink, and that he had his own ways to handle the money for tomorrow.
Everyone smiled knowingly, especially eager to see how he would deal with those people tomorrow.
The next day, before dawn.
Sure enough, a group of cultivators came knocking, shouting from outside, "Consort Prince, we're here. You're not going to deny your promise, are you?"
"Consort Prince, you promised us. Does the reward of a million spirit stones for killing a demonic beast still count?"
"Consort Prince, our three brothers heard your call to act for justice, but two died trying. Don't let us down!"
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