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Burning books and burying Confucian scholars, playing with feudal lords amidst beacon fires, these things, the young man before him would likely do without even a furrow in his brow.
This was Pang Haihua's first impression of Ye Xiao.
He trusted his instincts very much, because his instincts had saved his life many times.
For a faction as weak as his own within the Wu Family conglomerate to have survived until today, compared to strategies and the like, a larger part had been due to gambling.
However, he didn't want to continue gambling, he hoped his son wouldn't have to follow in his footsteps, staking everything on every decision.
Hence, today, he brought all his family assets, ready to make this final gambit.
This time, he was betting everything he had.
"Why should I help you?"
Ye Xiao asked with a slight smile.
Just from the size of Pang Haihua's family assets, he knew he was dealing with a smart man.
