Fang Yuan had been under the impression that the primeval stone mines were all controlled by the sect's forces.
After all, no matter how powerful a secular family was, it couldn't possibly be better than a force like the sect, right?
However, this sentence directly refreshed his understanding.
Wan Qian saw the surprise in his eyes and explained. "The primeval stone mine my family owns is only a small-scale vein. Its output is limited in a year, and it can't be compared to the sect's or the empire's."
Even so, Fang Yuan still looked at the Wan clan in a new light.
"It's already very powerful, but logically speaking, with your family's financial strength, you should have absorbed many experts to protect you. How are they unable to even protect a mine?"
Hearing this, Wan Qian's eyes flickered and she said softly.
"The one occupying my mine is the capital's Zhang clan."
