Chen Yang's words stunned Yun Yun, Ya Fei, and Nalan Yanran all at once.
They stared at Chen Yang in disbelief.
Wasn't his appetite a little too enormous?
Fifty percent of the Flower Sect's resources—he actually dared to dream of it, and even say it aloud.
Did he have any idea what that meant?!
Demanding fifty percent of their resources every year in exchange for nothing but protection—how was that any different from stripping the Flower Sect bare?
Never mind whether the Flower Sect would agree. Even she would never agree to it.
Handing over fifty percent of their resources every year was no trifling matter.
This wasn't drawing blood. It was sucking out their marrow.
"Husband, do you know what you're saying?" Yun Yun asked, rolling her eyes in utter exasperation.
From beginning to end, Chen Yang had known exactly what he was saying.
In his eyes, handing over fifty percent of their resources each year truly wasn't much.
After all, exchanging a few resources for the chance for an entire sect to develop in peace was a deal that guaranteed profit without loss, however one looked at it.
Besides, when the continent's resources were consolidated in the future, the Flower Sect would certainly receive a generous share as an affiliate of the Cloud Yang Sect.
Once the total increased, even a fifty-percent share would naturally amount to more than before.
So Chen Yang even felt that the Flower Sect was getting a bargain.
Besides, the whole purpose of an affiliated sect was to be squeezed for resources.
They couldn't be left with too many resources. Otherwise, once they grew and the gap between the two sects narrowed, they would want to break away from the Sect Master Sect and establish their independence.
But with things having come this