Li Wei had once heard a joke about a scammer who sent someone a fraudulent text. It said something like, "I'm your old classmate. I'm short on cash and need an emergency loan. Could you lend me five thousand?" The recipient replied, "Transferred five million. Please check your account," and the scammer promptly fell apart.
The reason for his breakdown was simple. Five thousand was a small amount. The police might not bother opening a case, and they had little manpower to investigate it, so he would probably get away with it.
But once that became five million, it was a major criminal case. Instead of detention or a suspended sentence, he was looking at a minimum of ten years, with life imprisonment as the maximum. Worse still, if he did not return the money, the police would inevitably track him down. If he did return it, all his work would have been for nothing, and he would expose his identity.
Put simply, it was like a weasel trying to steal a chicken, only for someone to shove a full-grown elephant at it instead. The weasel would be completely baffled.
And Li Wei was doing exactly the same thing now.
Franz I had set a trap. Perhaps all he ultimately wanted was five hundred thousand, but Li Wei had transferred five hundred million straight to him.
That was far beyond what Franz I could handle.
He could not imagine just how powerful the Empire was.
It was like a county magistrate being unable to imagine the immense power wielded by the leader of a great nation.
The Empire had taken over the entire City of a Thousand Joys with ease.
It had brought not only personnel, but also vast quantities of goods and supplies.
After all, it was winter, and