At those words, Li Wudi and Li Tianming could not help applauding.
Clap clap clap clap!
"Old Lin, losing two-thirds of Swordgod Star's stellar source—won't that have a huge impact?"
Li Tianming asked.
"It's neither huge nor small."
"On the huge side, it concerns the great undertaking of our descendants for generations to come. Losing two-thirds of it outright would make me a sinner for all eternity."
"On the small side, even if the stellar source used for cultivation began to decline, that would only happen ten thousand years from now. Since I brought you back until now, only a little more than a decade has passed, yet so many major events have already happened here!"
"You're a capable man. Forget ten thousand years—who knows what level you'll reach in a thousand years? Anyway, I'm betting on you. I'll first 'lend' Swordgod Star's stellar source to you, and when the time comes, you can see to paying it back!"
"Even if Swordgod Star regards me as a sinner, then I'll be one for the time being. How many years I remain one depends on you!"
After Lin Xiaodao finished speaking, he let out a sigh of relief and became far more carefree.
He took out two jugs of wine, tossed one to Li Wudi, and when their gazes met, they began laughing and drinking freely.
"As far as I know, whenever my son borrows money, he usually pays back several times as much."
Li Wudi caught that dragon piss wine, clinked jugs with Lin Xiaodao, and drank with immense satisfaction.
Li Tianming hurriedly moved farther away, staring blankly at the two of them.
The dark clouds above their heads seemed to have scattered. The two laughed with stirring grandeur and utter confidence, as though they had already settled the matter.