When it came to wealth, who could outspend Hua Yunfei, whose family had been rich for a hundred generations? The Huas were a family enterprise!
Moreover, the patriarchs and elders of every Backer Sect peak doted excessively on Hua Yunfei, their strongest junior. They gave him every good thing without the slightest stinginess.
Over time, the treasures in Hua Yunfei's pockets had become too numerous to count.
If Wu De had not entered the ancestral temple, witnessed the terror of the Backer Sect, and feared being settled afterward, he would have robbed Hua Yunfei long ago. Who cared whether they were on the same side?
"Would anyone complain about having too much money? And no one would complain about having too many treasures, right?"
Hua Yunfei shot Wu De a sidelong glance and held out his hand. "Pay up!"
After being cursed at for so long, he had not missed out even once. He definitely could not miss out on the treasures.
Even mosquito meat was still meat. Resources accumulated day by day—Hua Yunfei understood that principle well enough.
There were resources he could not use, but the Backer Sect disciples in the lower realm definitely could. So could those friends he had not seen in a long time, such as the Silverwing Peng Bird Clan and the Six-Horned Bull Clan.
"No. If you can, beat this king to death."
Wu De shook his head smugly. Hua Yunfei still could not defeat him, so he was not afraid at all.
Besides, they were not enemies. Hua Yunfei could not possibly call the patriarchs over to beat him up directly. Ao Kun and the God Emperor were acquaintances too, so naturally they would not truly make a move.
He had Hua Yunfei right where he wanted him!
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