"Brama, you still won't cease this madness?" Yaoyao spoke in a low tone.
At this point, Old Brama didn't even know what to say. In the time since then, it could be said that the only thing Sylas had ever done for the Golden Grove was give them benefits.
Sure, Sylas had used them to his ends. But because he had, they had made money hand over fist, and Sylas hadn't even started selling Genes just yet.
Part of that was because he didn't have the time, but another part was because he didn't need it yet.
Even so, just the money the Golden Grove had made from their bets the day Sylas became the Sector's Primus Luminaria was enough to cover all the money Old Brama had used over the years to build Andromeda and then some.
In fact, trying to use Andromeda as a metric to compare how much Sylas had made them was little more than an insult to how large the sum was.
