"Brother, as your elder brother, I still can't help asking—are you really planning to sell off the entire Chasing Stars Sect this time?" Shen Wang could not help asking again.
"If it's useless, why keep it?"
Qin Shaofeng shrugged bluntly. "To be honest, Brother, I've already sorted out eighty percent of the Chasing Stars Sect's belongings and sent them all over to you. Before long, the Seven Stars Sect will be the same."
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Shen Wang broke into a string of dry coughs.
Yet in his mind, he began cursing indignantly: Comparing people really can piss one to death!
This old man's title of Immortal God King hadn't been earned for nothing.
I survived nine deaths and one life for it, all right?
So how come, after this old man finally got recruited, I only became some tiny Branch Tower Master, not even holding a Guardian position?
This brat may have entered an Upper-tier force, but what treatment did he get after joining?
The moment he made a move, he pulled out eighty percent of the sect's possessions to sell.
That kind of trust truly made one want to curse at the heavens!
"Brother, you still haven't given me a valuation for these things." Seeing his strange expression, Qin Shaofeng urged him.
"There's no need to appraise them further. Fifty-seven million."
Shen Wang's emotions had yet to settle, and even his voice carried a trace of resentment. "Take back another twenty million. I'll have someone exchange the rest for resources."
"Someone, bring this old man a few more jugs of good wine! Damn it, I've lived this long, and I've never felt as upset as I do today!"
Shen Wang shouted again.
When the maid heard that the Tower Master was upset, she dared not hesitate in the