Chen Yu's sudden burst of fierce determination startled even Mr. Lu.
After choosing his words carefully, he said cautiously, "Chen Yu, bankruptcy isn't a joke."
"I'm fully prepared for it!"
"Hiss—Righteous Qi Prefecture isn't somewhere even we of the Moderate Faction dare to enter lightly. This damned place is rotten from top to bottom. Even Demonic Cultivators would have to walk in bare-assed. I've never seen anywhere more like a demon's den. Wang-whatever, don't look at me like that. I'm already putting it mildly."
Wang Shanzhang waved a hand, indicating, "You're right. I'll go brood somewhere else."
Mr. Lu turned back and continued, "Chen Yu, if our guess is right, there's an eighty-percent chance the officials here already have their eyes on you. The better you do, the more they'll want to take you down. I can see the potential of Classics Auto Chess, and I can see what you want to do. But those officials won't see it that way. All they'll see is a juicy piece of meat dangling before them. All they can think about is killing it and eating it. They don't care about what comes after. The people, pollution—they don't care. Right now, they only want to grab enough and leave. Coming here is suicide."
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"Then we'll fight them anyway." Chen Yu rubbed his fists. "At worst, we'll blow all our money fighting them. Keeping that money around is a burden anyway. It'd be best to spend it on something worthwhile."
"You—sigh."
Mr. Lu let out a long sigh, feeling that Chen Yu was a little too young and reckless.
Still, the other man had built such a foundation just after reaching adulthood, all by himself. He did have the right to be reckless.
But Chen Yu still underestimated the malice of the system.