"""No need,"" Fu Chou was unmoved. What he wanted wasn't money; it was the promise she gave him back when she was following her."
Su Qingyue didn't insist. The day she settled in, she inspected the two thousand acres of fine fields and several farmhouses and land near the capital that she had previously scoped out. Within just a few days, she purchased everything under the Tianji Pavilion's name.
In nowadays world, buying fields and house deeds could be done under the name of a gang's power, just like companies purchase in modern times. Every power's assets and the command of their people come with unique, irreplaceable tokens. These tokens are specially made, and as long as one has money, nothing is impossible to achieve.
In the spacious hall of the Gongsun Family in the capital city, the nearly fifty-year-old Master Gongsun, Gongsun Xi, sat dignified in the main seat.
