"Hey." Wei Chunqiu raised a hand to stop him. "Given our relationship, calling it a loan is far too formal. How about this?" Before he finished, he secretly glanced at Yun Peng, who was sitting cross-legged not far away, then transmitted in a low voice, "The immortal herbs in your storage pouch should be worth around a hundred billion. I gave you ten billion before, and I'll give you another billion now. That should roughly equal one-tenth of the value of the immortal herbs in your hands. How about it? You needn't rush to repay this money. Keeping more funds to develop the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce is the proper path. Just let me hold a ten-percent share in the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce. I don't want any more than that. What do you think? If you agree, I'll immediately give you another billion."
Yue Qianchou leaned back slightly and looked the other man up and down. He could see it now: this old bat had drilled straight into the eye of money. He coughed and said, "Always digging into your savings like this doesn't seem appropriate. Forget it. I'll think of another way."
"Don't!" Wei Chunqiu's little eyes widened. No longer bothering with voice transmission, he pretended to be angry. "Given our relationship, being so formal would take all the meaning out of it."
Damn it! When I borrowed money from you before, you acted like I was trying to take your life. Now you're saying there's no need to stand on ceremony! Yue Qianchou shook his head. "I don't want to be formal either, but you've seen it yourself. My cultivation is shallow. If someone smashes up the chamber one day, you'll lose everything. I really don't want to drag you down with me."
"Don't worry. Anyone who