"Young master, the accounts are finished. All assets of the Meng Mansion are valued at six million seven hundred thousand Spirit Stones. Master of All Things took one million seven hundred thousand, said he'd leave a nice round figure for you."
The chubby guy arrived just as the tally was concluding. Wang Junze didn't avoid him at all, and had Peng Ru report right in front of him.
"Send half to the Netherworld Mansion for Lord Dugu."
Waving his hand, Wang Junze casually ordered.
"Yes!"
As Peng Ru turned to leave, the chubby guy's eyes practically turned green with envy, whining, "Brother Ye, that's pretty shady of you! We agreed to pull off something big together, now you called Master of All Things in, but we're real brothers!"
"...Who's real brothers with you?"
Looking at the chubby guy, Wang Junze couldn't help but be speechless.
"Hey, we're bonded by life and death, closer than blood brothers!" The chubby guy put on a wounded act and protested.
