Mu Yiliang was momentarily stunned before realizing Yan Sijue was talking about the drug trade!
"For now, the Old Man doesn't have such interests, but those resources aren't without value... If our Yan Family doesn't do it, someone else will." Yan Sijue casually added.
Ci Jin, panting, stared at him intensely, "Young Master Yan, can you make the decision?"
"Why else do you think I'm here? To tell you jokes?" Yan Sijue remained calm and composed.
But the other three were far from calm.
"Young Master Yan, let's be clear with each other," Ci Jin rolled up his sleeves, "What price do we have to pay?"
"I've already said, fifty percent of the shares." Yan Sijue smiled, "One share for one resource, whoever gives it to me will get the same. Old Yang has already promised me ten percent of the shares; in return, I'll give Old Yang some more routes."
Ci Jin cursed under his breath, probably regretting targeting Yan Sijue earlier.
