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第五百六十一章 皆为利而亡

"Out of wine?"

On this day, Li Fan was about to pull out his companion for another round ofunrestricted drinking (free-flowing drinking), but instead received this response.

Thus, he looked bewildered.

Masaka Changkong's face turned slightly red as he hesitated before speaking.

However, in the end, he scratched his head and awkwardly said, "In this Cunyun Sea, I don't have many good friends, so I didn't prepare much."

"Brother Li has been a guest here for some time..."

Li Fan calculated with his fingers and exclaimed in surprise, "I never thought that time would pass so quickly. Before you know it, a whole year has gone by."

He said apologetically, "Since Brother Masaka thinks I'm a bother, perhaps it's time for me to leave."

"But before that, could you tell me the ingredients used to make that wine? I'll go and gather some..."

Before he could finish speaking, Masaka Changkong turned red and quickly waved his hands. "Brother Li, where are you coming from? It's not because I'm complaining—it's just..."

Masaka Changkong wanted to explain but for some reason, shook his head and gave up.

"Alright then, Brother Li, wait at home for a few days. I'll be back soon!"

With that said, he left without waiting for Li Fan's response.

"This Masaka Changkong is quite the clever fellow," Li Fan said with a smile as he watched Masaka Changkong leave.

Although he had not left this year, Li Fan was well-informed about external events.

At Zhou Qingang’s side, there were many pressing matters to attend to. However, the most urgent task was the monthly list of [Summoned Cultivators].

Indeed, even though the Cunyun Sea's strength was already weak, the Immortal Alliance headquarters still issued summoning orders.

Fortunately, considering the actual situation in the Cunyun Sea, most summoned cultivators did not have to go fight on the front lines. They mostly participated in logistical and operational work.

Nevertheless, no one could guarantee that the scale of war might suddenly expand again, affecting those left behind.

Thus, no one was willing to be sent to Tianling Prefecture.

Arranging this list became a difficult task.

Originally, Li Fan, as the Secret Messenger, should have made the final decision.

Since he was "sequestered," theoretically, it should have been decided by his trusted confidants such as He Zhenghao and Gao Yuan.

However, He Zhenghao was known for being accommodating, while Gao Yuan was skilled at balancing interests.

Both were unwilling to do something that might offend others.

If the opponents died in battle, that would be fine. But if they survived and returned with military achievements, wouldn’t it create unnecessary enmity?

Thus, they privately approached "Zhou Qingang," asking him for help.

Of course, Zhou Qingang declined outright.

He had no reason to take on this task.

But soon, He Zhenghao revealed his trump card.

"Friend Zhou, please look here." He secretly took out a scroll and unfolded it in front of "Zhou Qingang."

"Liu Yihang, one million contribution points."

"Zhou Peng, eighty thousand contribution points."

"Sikong Yi, thirty thousand contribution points."

...

Li Fan scanned through the familiar names on the scrolls and paused. He asked knowingly, "What is this?"

He Zhenghao coughed lightly, "This is last year's list of contributors to my fundraising plan."

"One year has passed, so it’s time to return the principal plus interest. With the guidance from the Secret Messenger, I sold off all the accumulated resources when their prices had risen by more than three times."

"Ultimately, they were sold for approximately..."

He Zhenghao paused, his face revealing a hint of satisfaction: "Thirty-one million four hundred and fifty-seven thousand contribution points."

Li Fan drew in a sharp breath. "That's such a large sum? I only heard that battlefield supplies are in short supply, but didn't realize the prices had become so exorbitant. Shouldn’t the Immortal Alliance regulate this?"

"Regulate it? How can they? It’s a matter of voluntary trade. If you don’t want to buy, there will always be someone else who does! More preparation means more chances in battle!" He Zhenghao's reaction was quite different from his previous state of worry. He dismissed the matter with a shrug.

Li Fan merely shook his head and did not comment further.

"So? What is Brother He showing me this for?" Li Fan examined the scroll again, feigning confusion as he asked.

He Zhenghao and Gao Yuan exchanged glances, then surveyed their surroundings before setting up a concealment array.

Only then did they feel at ease.

He Zhenghao took out a pen and circled five names on the scroll, then drew a heavy line through each of them.

Li Fan looked as if he had just realized something and exclaimed, "These cultivators have fallen in battle in Tianling Prefecture!"

"Shush! Shush!" He Zhenghao was startled and hurriedly stopped Li Fan from shouting.

"This matter must not be made public. I only told you because you're one of us," he said with a hint of reproach.

Li Fan nodded repeatedly, indicating his understanding.

"So these people's principal is now unclaimed?" he whispered.

He Zhenghao spoke with excitement in his voice: "Indeed. I secretly investigated and found that the five people circled did indeed fall in battle at Tianling Prefecture."

"Moreover, they left no wills behind."

"The total principal of the five was thirty-three thousand contribution points, plus a thirty-three thousand contribution point share..."

Li Fan interrupted him, "Didn't it increase by three times? Why is only thirty thousand being distributed?"

He Zhenghao snorted. "Thirty thousand is due to the Secret Messenger's benevolence; he adjusted the distribution ratio."

"Originally, we were supposed to give a fifty percent profit on the principal each year."

"But since the Secret Messenger was kind, I didn't have much to say."

"In any case, these sixty-six contribution points are now ownerless."

"If Brother He helps me resolve this matter, it will be yours," He Zhenghao said enticingly.

Zhou Qingang seemed tempted but still hesitated. "Won’t anyone notice? Greedily taking someone else’s money is a bit taboo."

"And does the Secret Messenger know about this?" Li Fan asked deliberately.

He Zhenghao's eyes flickered as he assured him, "Friend Zhou, rest assured. The list of those who contributed is top secret; only we know. It will not be leaked."

"I also asked the Secret Messenger, and he said I could handle it myself," He Zhenghao said confidently.

"Is that so..." Li Fan stared at He Zhenghao for a long time until the latter felt uncomfortable.

Only then did he look away.

"Since that's the case, let me take care of this matter," Li Fan agreed.

He Zhenghao and Gao Yuan exchanged glances, their faces lighting up.

(End of chapter)

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