"It’s impossible. Elder Zhen is one of the top martial artists of our Wanghai Tower. Nothing will happen to him," Pei Quan’an immediately refuted.
"Nothing is impossible. Even someone like Jingping Saint can die, so why can’t an elder of your Wanghai Tower?" Nangong Buliang sneered coldly.
Pei Quan’an’s face was flushed with anger, but he didn’t know how to refute, so he could only glare at Nangong Buliang.
Nangong Buliang didn’t care.
Previously, he was polite to Pei Quan’an entirely because he was a disciple of Wanghai Tower.
But now it seemed that being a disciple of Wanghai Tower wasn’t that beneficial, so naturally, his attitude changed.
At this moment, Nangong Henliang came out to mediate.
"Alright, Young Master Pei, don’t take it to heart. Even if Elder Zhen is fine, the fact is he hasn’t shown up until now. There are only two paths before us."
"One is to continue waiting until the large group you mentioned arrives, and the other is not to wait and prepare to act immediately."
Pei Quan’an’s expression became serious, "Just by ourselves?"
"Exactly." Nangong Henliang nodded, "I have carefully observed over the past few days and found that the Gui Family’s defenses are rather lax. So as long as we act unexpectedly, there is a great chance we can succeed."
Pei Quan’an was also tempted by his words.
He had been worried about the delay of Zhen Juncheng and others, but now he had second thoughts.
Their absence might not be a bad thing.
If he could take down the Gui Family in Ink Sea City before they arrive, wouldn’t this fortune be his alone, without needing to share it?
Even if he leaves Wanghai Tower then, the wealth he gains would be enough to live leisurely for a lifetime, how delightful.
Of course, there are risks, but fortune comes with risk, so Pei Quan’an’s heart was full of ignited flames.
"Sounds good, but how confident are you?"
"About seventy percent."
Seventy percent didn’t seem high, but after a brief hesitation, Pei Quan’an nodded firmly, "Alright, let’s do it. When do you plan to act?"
"Don’t rush. Before we act, we need to renegotiate the distribution of profits once we succeed," Nangong Henliang said calmly.
Pei Quan’an had anticipated this topic would come up.
Previously, the agreed profit distribution was in favor of Wanghai Tower, but that was based on Zhen Juncheng and others joining the fray.
Now that they haven’t shown up, only he is left, so the previous distribution is no longer applicable.
Thus, after a brief contemplation, Pei Quan’an said solemnly, "Even if you two didn’t mention it, I would have. Initially, it was seventy-thirty in my favor, but given the current situation, that seems inappropriate. How about we split it fifty-fifty?"
Nangong Henliang didn’t speak, just smiled.
Nangong Buliang, however, didn’t have such restraint and sneered, "Young Master Pei, aren’t you overestimating yourself? We’re the ones contributing effort and manpower, while you’re alone asking for fifty percent. That’s not quite fair."
Pei Quan’an knew his demand was unreasonable, but as they say, "ask high, pay low."
Starting high makes bargaining easier later.
He ignored Nangong Buliang’s mockery and just looked at Nangong Henliang.
He could see that this second-in-command was actually in control in many matters.
Nangong Henliang didn’t make him wait long and slowly raised two fingers.
Pei Quan’an’s expression changed, "That’s way too little."
"It’s not that little, Young Master Pei. Earlier, we agreed on seventy-thirty, but that seventy percent would still be split with the elders in your tower, leaving you with not much."
"Now, the twenty percent is entirely yours. I believe you know the difference."
These words moved Pei Quan’an.
He feared that if he continued arguing, he might not even get the twenty percent, so after hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded.
"Fine, twenty percent it is, but let’s be clear, no reneging once it’s done."
"Of course not. After all, you are my niece’s senior brother. The Nangong brothers have this bit of credibility," Nangong Henliang said with a smile.
They discussed the timing of the action a bit more, and then Pei Quan’an left.
After he left, Nangong Buliang asked in confusion, "Second brother, do you really plan to give this kid a twenty percent share?"
"Of course not. Don’t underestimate that twenty percent; compared to the Gui Family’s wealth, that’s quite a sum. How could I just give it away?"
"So what do you mean...?"
"After all, this person now has no way out. Wouldn’t it be wasteful not to utilize him well?" Nangong Henliang laughed slyly.
Nangong Buliang suddenly understood and then laughed too.
"Haha, you’re the smart one, second brother."
"Big brother, did you prepare everything I asked for?"
"Don’t worry, everything’s ready to be used at a moment’s notice."
"Great, time is of the essence, delays bring change, let’s act tonight."
"No problem."
As night fell, the entire Ink Sea City was lit up, appearing splendid and colorful.
Meanwhile, in the guest room of the Gui Family, a lavish banquet had already begun.
Sitting at the head was none other than Gui Heshu, accompanied on both sides by the Nangong brothers.
Nangong Buliang filled a glass of wine and, holding it with both hands, raised it to Gui Heshu.
"Patriarch Gui, thank you for your warm hospitality during this time. My brother and I have prepared this banquet to repay you, as a little expression of our gratitude."