Thinking of his father's past favoritism, his dislike for him, and especially his harsh treatment of his mother, how could Zhang Wenxuan not be filled with resentment?
Junior Brother Chu didn't harm my father's life for my sake, which was already enough to give me face.
Otherwise, with Junior Brother Chu's style, if the eldest brother was treated like a dog, he would probably massacre the Zhang family in anger.
Zhang Wenxuan still remembers vividly the tragic situation of Tiandao Sect.
Plead for my father, or even negotiate with Junior Brother Chu?
Why?
hehe!
Old man, old man, am I not a waste in your heart?
Didn’t you always say that you would give me some money in the future and let me be a good-for-nothing playboy, and that the Zhang family’s assets would have nothing to do with me in the future, so that I wouldn’t squander them all?
Since the family business has nothing to do with me, what does it have to do with me how much compensation is paid to Junior Brother Chu?
If you pay more, maybe you can get some benefit from it.
"Wenxuan, you..."
"you!"
When Zhang Qingsong saw his fourth son's reaction, he was so angry that his whole body trembled.
The next second, he sighed and said, "Master Chu, it's not that I don't want to, but I can take out 100 million silver notes, but I don't have that much as 10 million spirit stones!"
Spirit stones and silver notes are both hard currencies in the Great Cang Dynasty.
However, things like spirit stones are mostly circulated among cultivators.
After all, it contains spiritual energy and can be used for cultivation!
The Zhang family is not a cultivation force. Although they have a lot of spirit stones, they really cannot take out 10 million spirit stones.
"That's 150 million silver notes, plus 5 million spirit stones!"
"If this still doesn't work, I'll give you another choice!"
"Give up the position of Patriarch immediately and give it to my Second Senior Brother."
"If the Zhang family belongs to my second senior brother, I don't want a cent!"
Chu Zhaitian said, "Let's settle for the next best thing."
Hearing this, Zhang Qingsong raised his eyelids sharply.
Finally, he endured the pain and gritted his teeth, saying, "One hundred and fifty million silver notes, plus five million spirit stones. Give me two days, and I will prepare it as soon as possible!"
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