Fang Qianyuan's conduct could only be described as unfathomable. The art of managing people his master had taught him was beginning to show its effect.
When the Qian and Luo Clans saw that the money they had sent disappeared without a sound, without so much as a bubble rising to the surface, they knew such simple bribery would not work.
So, several days later, they took advantage of another supply delivery to send him several lovely, charming maids, along with all manner of rare treasures, paintings, calligraphy, and curios.
Fang Qianyuan gladly accepted them all with a smile, yet turned a deaf ear to both clans' overt and covert hints.
"Trying to buy me with these paltry favors? What a joke!"
Inside the barracks, with only his own people present, Yu Hong, Wu Longjie, and the others stood before him. Qianyuan toyed with a luminous pearl the size of an egg, while they could not help sighing inwardly.
They truly did not know what to make of this.
Still, Fang Qianyuan's firm resolve and refusal to be swayed deserved approval. He would never disregard his sect for such a trifling personal benefit.
Only...
"Young Master Fang, might this be a little unwise?" Wu Longjie cautioned him worriedly.
"Relax. The Qian and Luo Clans may be powerful clans, but they can barely fend for themselves now. There is nothing they can do to me. Besides, if they know to probe me, isn't my response also a way of probing them?" Fang Qianyuan said dismissively.
"I see." Hearing this, Wu Longjie immediately understood that Fang Qianyuan knew what he was doing.
Somewhat ashamed of himself, he sighed. "I was simply too timid. I kept thinking they were aristocratic clans with Earth Rank Experts holding the fort, and that we shouldn't offend them