Hearing the seriousness in Yuanshi Tianzun's tone, Guan Ya and Wei Yuanzhou both turned to look at Long Live White Tiger.
"Breaking the law and violating discipline." Long Live White Tiger's expression immediately turned awkward as he stammered:
"Why bring that up all of a sudden? I... well, I sometimes use my position to make some off-the-books money, earn a little extra on the side. You know, the organization doesn't pay that much. Well, it's not little, but if I wanted to buy an apartment in Quiet Sea City, I'd have to save for at least five years just to afford the down payment.
"But I only earn a little extra, just a few hundred thousand. I know my limits. Besides, everyone does it..."
Wei Yuanzhou, standing beside him, coughed and said displeasedly:
"That's you. I've never made money through shady means. Don't blame your mistakes on the environment or society. So long as you hold true to your heart, no amount of filth can erode your will."
Long Live White Tiger immediately looked somewhat ashamed.
"Brother Wei, of course I can't compare to you. You're famous throughout our branch for being upright. But look—you refused to go along with everyone else, so they ostracized you. You still aren't even a deacon."
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Guan Ya, who gave a slight nod.
It definitely wasn't something as simple as making money through shady means. Yet when illegal activities were mentioned, Long Live White Tiger had only admitted to making quick money. Given his weak body and terrible mental state, if he had been lying, he definitely would not have been able to hide it from Guan Ya. Zhang Yuanqing's brow gradually furrowed.
Guan Ya said:
"Get some proper rest. We'll stay at the hospital for the next few days.