"Sect Master Ning, I understand what you mean, but that isn't enough... fifty percent! I want fifty percent of the profits!"
Ya Fei held up five fingers, her expression calm. If he wanted to bind them together through shared interests, that paltry share would not be enough.
Ning Zhiyuan's brows knitted at her lion's gaping maw of a demand. It was far too much.
"Matriarch Ya Fei... forty percent at most. I can't offer any more."
Ya Fei said nothing and took a delicate sip of tea. Her five fingers remained raised, making her meaning perfectly clear.
A war raged in Ning Zhiyuan's mind. Should he go all in, or look for someone else?
But aside from this newly risen superpower, the other major forces of the Heaven Dou Empire were not easy to approach.
The Clear Sky Sect lived in seclusion and could be ruled out, while the Body Sect had always been at odds with their Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
Besides, working with a sect full of muscleheads made it all too easy to get screwed to death.
They could give everything and still earn no goodwill in the end.
The alliance between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Clear Sky Sect ten thousand years ago was a warning written in history.
They claimed to be branches of the same tree, breathing as one, yet they screwed their allies to death without a shred of remorse.
Both of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Twin Douluo had died in that final battle, while not a single Titled Douluo from the Clear Sky Sect had perished.
In the end, even their hidden weapons had been confiscated by that lofty being, using the absurd excuse that they offended the harmony of heaven. That alone showed how badly