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His words were righteous and rang like metal striking stone, leaving everyone speechless. They could not help feeling a certain absurdity: You make such a good point that I have nothing to say.
But such an overbearing stance was hardly conducive to negotiation, and the meeting soon ended on a sour note.
The Azure Cloud Sect demanded a sixty-five percent share, but was willing to concede five percent in consideration of operating costs and settle for sixty percent; the Wang Household hoped to exploit the rivalry between the two great sects, draw benefits from both sides, and claim fifty percent, unwilling to let the Azure Cloud Sect reap too many benefits for nothing; as for the Mystic Sun Sect, it knew it had made no contribution to the discovery and lacked a sufficiently respectable justification to demand too much, yet having caught the scent of meat, it could not bear to walk away and remained similarly undecided.
There was no way to reach a consensus like this. Their differences were simply too great.
That evening, however, Wang Zheng visited Jiang Yunfeng and tactfully expressed his desire to settle the matter privately.
Wang Zheng said to Jiang Yunfeng, "The sixty percent share your side demands is really too much. How about this? I have another distribution scheme to propose. Would you consider it?"
Before Jiang Yunfeng could respond, Fang Qianyuan and Sun Zhuo, listening nearby, already sensed something amiss. But Wang Zheng did not seem to have come without a purpose this time, so they patiently waited for him to continue.
Wang Zheng stopped there, however, and turned to look at them.
"They are my personal disciples," Jiang Yunfeng said. "There is no need to keep anything from them. Whatever you wish to say, head of the Wang Household, say