The terms were generous, and they'd been raised before any decision was made.
Rather than being offered to her personally, they were really for the Rebirth Club.
Ji Liushuang watched Ji Tong with a calm expression.
It was obvious that he was hoping for a happy ending for everyone.
The Hidden Danger in Ji Ping's ability seemed to have been removed, and Ji Tong clearly wanted to keep him around as a useful fighter—and a specimen.
In exchange, they wanted control of the Gospel Group.
It was easy to imagine that there would be little resistance to this within the Ji Clan.
Essentially, it was the same as the original plan. The only difference was that the fake Rebirth Club would become the real one.
That was probably why Ji Tong dared to make the offer so directly.
The only thing he might be concerned about was her.
After all, she'd always been unconsciously excluded from family affairs. But now, the halo of being the Rebirth Club's saintess should be enough to offset that.
After Fu Qian left, Ji Liushuang—the center of everyone's attention—lowered her eyes and pondered. She showed no hint of nervousness and made no move to answer right away.
The next moment, her gaze fell on Ji Ping's hand, and she said something startling.
"That's a dead man's hand."
"...Its original owner should indeed be dead."
Ji Ping clearly hadn't expected the topic to turn to this. He resisted the urge to pull his hand back and forced a smile as he explained.
"Not 'should.' You know that."
Ji Liushuang shook her head, then looked at Ji Xun and the others.
"You know it too."
"I've never seen the process myself, but I can still imagine a few ways the miraculous effects of attaching it might be