After Shen Wanjin returned to the capital yesterday, intelligence from various places was gathered into his hands.

The assassins under his command told him that all the money from the various clans had been transferred away by Long Chen, and none of them got anything.

Shen Wanjin was so angry that he almost ran away, wishing he could have rushed into Commander Long's mansion right then and there.

Finally, after everyone's persuasion, Meng Lan was sent to deliver the letter.

"The host said it as if I deliberately lied to you."

"First of all, our army of Zhou Dynasty is the main force in attacking these halls. It is natural for us to move away the money and goods."

"We have sent out troops. Isn't it reasonable to bring some military expenses back?"

"Secondly, if we didn't move away, would you have been able to hold on? There are only a few hundred of you in total."

"How many members are there in the Tianxiahui? You, the poster, also know."

"With those of you, how much do you want?"

Long Chen didn't give any face at all.

Shen Wanjin was speechless.

Cleverness turned out to be a mistake. At first, he only gathered a few hundred people.

I originally thought of letting Long Chen fight and reap the benefits.

I didn't expect it to be like this in the end.

"I did the math and found that there are nine large halls and eighty-one small branches in Tianxiahui in Dazhou. The total number is exactly ninety."

"I gave you these ninety buildings, isn't it enough?"

"How many people did you give out in total? Do you know clearly?"

"If you think it's unfair, then just say, I'll give you the money and I'll take these empty shells of the Tianxiahui."
Chapter completed!