Long Aotian looked at Li Dabai.
"As for his condition, I..."
At that moment, Xu Xuejiao said, "Mr. Yang, as long as you can cure the Young Sect Master, twenty percent of the shares in the Sunshine Pharmaceutical Factory we just acquired will be yours! Twenty percent! The factory is projected to bring in billions every year, and your annual dividends will be measured in hundreds of millions. And as long as the factory remains in operation, it will be valid forever."
Long Aotian narrowed his eyes. Holy shit! Am I another part of your and Lu Chengwen's little game!?
How did you rope me into this? Didn't you just find out I was in the Tang Sect? Who's been giving you ideas behind the scenes?
Drunken Elder!? Martial Uncle!? Or that punk and Haonan!?
"I don't want it!"
Long Aotian blurted out, "Tang Sect Master, I'll say it again—I don't want a single cent..."
"You bastard!"
Li Dabai grabbed Long Aotian by the hair, yanked him over, and slammed him to the ground. Gripping his ankle with one hand, he said, "Today, I'm crippling one of your legs!"
Long Aotian howled in pain. "I want it! I want it! I want it, okay!? Dad, spare me! I was wrong!"
Li Dabai kicked him right in the ass. "You won't move when led, but you'll back up when beaten."
Long Aotian climbed to his feet.
Xu Xuejiao said, "Get ready immediately. We'll prepare the contract on our end. Is that acceptable, Tang Sect Master?"
Right now, everything else was fake to Tang Wanli. Only his son was real.
Could a few shares in a pharmaceutical factory compare to his own precious son?
What good is ruling a vast empire if I can't save my son's life?
He said to the