As he watched the little boy below stand there so confidently, a flicker of interest entered Qian Daoliu's eyes.
"Qin Chao, was it? You certainly seem confident. But how much revenue do you intend to bring in for our Spirit Hall? If it's too little, I'm afraid you'll struggle to win everyone over..."
Qian Daoliu had proposed the additional trial partly to put Bibi Dong on the spot, but he also had considerations of his own.
Qian Renxue had already infiltrated the Heaven Dou Empire's imperial family. Once the time was ripe, she would inevitably stir up unrest. Whether she was buying loyalty and greasing palms or training troops and recruiting soul masters, she would need soul coins to pave the way.
The Elder Hall produced nothing, and the soul coins it acquired each year were extremely limited. Most had been squeezed out of the senior officials who supported it.
If the Golden Generation really could bring Spirit Hall a substantial sum of soul coins, he would only need to pull a few strings to skim off a handsome share and safeguard Qian Renxue's infiltration plan.
Even if the Golden Generation could not devise a way to generate revenue, that did not matter. If Bibi Dong wanted to build momentum for them, she would have to draw on her private assets.
Bibi Dong might not have many soul coins, but she did have a few soul bones. She would only need to sell them, and the money would take care of itself.
Qian Daoliu wanted to scheme against the Golden Generation and Bibi Dong, unaware that his proposal played right into Qin Chao's hands.
Qian Renxue needed money for her infiltration, and Qin Chao needed it just as badly to snatch Tang San's fortune out from under him. Soul coins