Elsewhere, at the Jiang Family residence, the Jiang Family head looked at Jiang Chao and asked, "You gave those Heavenly Golden Lotuses to Qin Fengqing?"
"Don't worry, Ancestor. You know my situation. Even if you hadn't said anything, I would definitely have given them to them."
Jiang Chao replied with a smile.
"You—building a good relationship with them really is important."
Seeing Jiang Chao's utterly unconcerned expression, as though he were selling off his grandfather's land, Jiang Yuanhua felt his teeth ache. He wanted to beat up this little fatty. Who had this brat learned from? How had the Jiang Family's genes produced someone so wildly lopsided?
"Ancestor, even you think Fang Ping and the others have a promising future now?"
Jiang Hao asked from the side.
"Of course. Don't be fooled by how we seem to avoid them like the plague. Their strength matches their ability to cause trouble, and they have that great Buddha standing behind them. They possess both soft and hard power. Investing in them now is already rather late, but fortunately, we have you. Our family's relationship with them is excellent. Otherwise, we might end up like the Yang Family. The thirteen families of Star Town City may soon become twelve, after all. That Lu Hao is simply too powerful."
Jiang Yuanhua looked at the little fatty with a gratified expression. Though the brat feared death, that was not necessarily a bad thing. At least he would not act too impulsively.
"Ancestor, that's where you're wrong. Among martial artists, there's more than just fighting to the death—there are also social connections and favors. I'm helping Fang Ping and the others now. Once they grow stronger, let's see who would dare touch me. When the time comes, Fang Ping can give me a spiritual-power avatar like