"What did you say?!"
Wen Jie looked coldly at Wang Anfeng and said:
"You asked this question, you must have learned something, right?"
Wang Anfeng was noncommittal.
Wen Jie gritted his teeth and said: "The silver coins we obtained are the most important part. Logically, with so much income, even using just one year's revenue, all the brothers could live comfortably."
"Why continue to take risks?"
"Where did all that silver go? That's what you really want to know, isn't it?"
Yang Mu's expression slightly changed upon hearing this.
Wang Anfeng did not reply, he stroked his blade with his right hand and said calmly:
"Speak."
Wen Jie's face slightly changed, seeing Wang Anfeng unmoved, he had to continue:
"All the silver, ninety percent, is handed over to the old fortress leader. Everyone thinks the old leader is just ruthless, with average martial arts, but I know the old leader is a top figure in the Jianghu, only one step away from becoming a Grandmaster."
