Past Events

Wang Ye stared fixedly at Li Xinghe.

Li Xinghe, meanwhile, calmly straightened his clothes, settled comfortably onto the sofa, lazily picked up his cup, and took a light sip. He looked utterly at ease.

When it came to talking people into taking money out of their pockets, he was the grandmaster.

Zhang Ziliang?

Step aside!

In these dark times, plenty of people with brains and methods had made fortunes. In the ten cities of the Heaven Group alone, there were definitely over a hundred.

No era could do without merchants.

How had Li Xinghe kept those merchants firmly under control, while getting them to happily donate money every so often?

Uh.

Of course, with his fists.

Most merchants did love humanity, but there would always be a group who put profit above all else. If he did not use his fists and tried reasoning with them instead...

Would that work?

If left unchecked, they would soon monopolize trade across all ten cities, seize control, and eventually package up humanity and sell it to the Heavenly Court in exchange for a better position.

It might sound cold and cruel.

But that was reality.

Speculators were something no era ever lacked.

"Sit down. I haven't finished my story yet."

Li Xinghe glanced at Wang Ye, who was still standing there, and smiled kindly.

Wang Ye took a deep breath and sat down on the sofa.

He had traded thirty percent of the supplies for this story. He had to hear every last bit of it.

"After that..."

"You know I'm a pretty devoted person, so I never looked for anyone else."

"As for Zhang Ziliang, he couldn't find one."

"Though he never said it outright, Zhang Xiao still held a very important place in his heart."

"Like a little sister."

"If he