"If we're not talking about others, then let's talk about me. It isn't fixed assets.
The liquid assets I could move directly with my own hands were enough to buy three elite ninjas to fight for his clan from the Black clan or any other clan."
Teams generally consisted of four-man squads. For an ordinary team, the standard setup was one Ren Zhong and three ninjas, while an elite team consisted of one Ren Zhong, another Ren Zhong, and two experienced ninjas.
An elite team like that, if used properly, could turn the tide of a battle. Yet three of them could be bought with only a moderate amount of readily available liquid assets!
And that was merely liquid assets. If he sold off his industrial holdings, he could probably field six elite teams.
"So you gathered together because you wanted to make some money from the other side and become strong enough to resist the daimyo's orders?" Mirai asked.
"Yes." Enqian and Mingchuan nodded directly. "The ninjas from the major hidden villages are all on standby now because their clans are going to war, and the cost of hiring them has risen as well.
Hiring one Ren Shang for a month used to cost forty million, but now I can hire three Ren Shang. With the Leaf ninjas and your protection, Mr. Fat Tiger, I can already contend with your side. But that still isn't safe enough... I still want to earn more..."
"So that's why you came. But have you considered what would happen if you lost? If you lose, you may lose the patient's protection." Mirai smiled.
"Mr. Fat Tiger, are you saying that you've agreed to protect me in the next battle?" Rather than answering Mirai's question, Ming Chuan stared at him with bright eyes.
"Uh..."