Chen Wenfu shook his head. "No, this is just one of our plans. It doesn't matter if it fails. They think we only have three Martial Spirits on our side, but they're wrong. Haha, how could I possibly reveal our full strength?"
"Brother Chen, are you saying we have other tricks up our sleeve?" Li Zongtang asked, his face lighting up with delight.
Chen Wenfu sneered. "Honestly, with our current strength, we could wipe out both of their families. But even a cornered rabbit will bite, and it's best to avoid unnecessary sacrifices if we can. That's why I've invited an Elder from the Huayang Sect. He's a Martial Arts Master—a single man who can uproot the Wang and Mu Families without us even lifting a finger. It's just…"
Seeing Chen Wenfu trail off, Li Zongtang urged impatiently, "Just what? Spit it out."
"It's just… he's demanding fifty percent of our families' annual income," Chen Wenfu sighed.
