Watching Kong Ling's departing back, Pang Hong smacked his lips. "Second Uncle, isn't what we're doing a little too shameless?"
"Not a little. It's utterly disgraceful."
"But there's something I want to ask you. Is your pride worth fifty billion?"
"Of course not."
"Then there you have it. Using your worthless pride to earn fifty billion—there's no deal more worthwhile in the world."
"But no matter how shameless I am, the Kong Family won't just hand us fifty billion for nothing. They're not fools."
"No rush. This is only the appetizer. The real Killer Move hasn't come out yet."
"From now on, take whatever you come across. Whenever you encounter someone from the Kong Family, make them donate."
"If anyone refuses to pay, slap a big label on them. I'd like to see how long they can endure it."
Hearing this, Pang Hong said awkwardly, "How is that any different from outright robbery?"
"We were robbing them to begin with. What did you think we were doing?"
"If we had come to borrow money, would we need you people to step in?"
"Any one of the three Emperor Lords—Jade Completion, Chi Ming, or Xuan Tai—could easily borrow this sum with a word."
"But don't forget, borrowed money has to be repaid. Money seized by force doesn't need to be repaid by a single coin."
"Second Uncle, this isn't as dark as you make it sound, is it?"
"How isn't it? Do you expect those who climbed to the position of Heavenly Emperor to be good people?"
"Just wait. If the Four Great Families truly fail to appreciate the favor, what they lose won't be money, but their lives."
"Xuan Tai's tacit approval of what you're doing means they've already developed killing intent. They simply haven't found a good excuse yet."