Well, well.
Was my grandfather actually a tsundere?
This was getting big.
This was getting hilarious.
Xu Shi could barely hold it in, but he still had to do everything he could not to laugh out loud.
People always said tsundere girls were fun.
But tsundere old men weren't?
In truth, he had always been fairly confident about persuading Old Master Wen.
The conflict between Feather Pen and Dragon City was one factor, but more importantly, he had already seen that the old master's attitude toward him was nowhere near as bad as he had imagined.
Jiang Fengshan's earlier incident was proof enough—small as it was, if Wen Shengkui had truly been a cold and heartless man, he would never have helped him at that critical moment.
Even the earlier demand that he come apologize in person had been proposed by the old man first. If he hadn't wanted to build some kind of relationship, why would he have said that?
This was the bond between family, wasn't it?
So he said nothing more, merely smiling at his grandfather as he waited for his response.
"...I can help you. If Dragon City truly means you harm, I will not stand by and do nothing."
Sure enough, after holding out for a while, Wen Shengkui stopped dwelling on the matter. "In exchange, Serpent Coil will contribute ten million Credit Points every year to Feather Pen's education fund."
"And... you'll reimburse the repair costs for the banquet hall. In the end, the people from Sin City were brought here by you. I won't take that loss for you."
"No problem."
Xu Shi agreed without hesitation.
There was no need to discuss whether it was excessive or not. Frankly, it was practically the same as setting no conditions at all... selling a bit