Chapter 1666: Chapter 1665: The Atmosphere Feels Off
"The wealth of the upper echelons has always been important, and of course, the fee paid to the doctor is justified. However, I’ve never heard of anyone being able to pay 9 billion wealth. With such a significant amount, one could practically buy the tenth planet. What do you all think?"
The others from the families nodded in agreement upon hearing this.
Although the wealth of the Eight Great Families isn’t as substantial as that of the upper-level Divine Race, they are aware of the astounding wealth at those high echelons. 9 billion wealth is equivalent to the entire fortune of a middle-class family.
Even if Old Jiang doesn’t mind, others feel the pang on his behalf.
This is an enormous sum, and no family would be willing to fork it out. The Eight Great Families present, although high-class families, are still quite far from the real upper echelons. Their wealth is only around a few billion. They would never be willing to empty their coffers to save one person.
It goes to show how abundant Old Jiang’s wealth is.
This has reshaped the perceptions of the eight families present about those from the upper echelons.
Previously, they only considered the upper-level Divine Race to have high cultivation prowess, but never imagined their wealth was equally astonishing.
But upon further thought, it makes sense.
How long do the upper-level Divine Race live? The lifespan of your high-class family’s Divine Race is on a completely different level. The upper echelons are essentially immortal, accumulating wealth over their endless lifetimes, which now seems entirely normal.
"I agree with you. Although our main planet prioritizes cultivation, prices should still be controlled. 9 billion wealth is excessively exaggerated. I think it’s rather inappropriate."
"Exactly, this matter should also be raised with the pricing department. They would surely object, wouldn’t they? All the legal clauses on our planet clearly state that exorbitant charging is prohibited."
"Mm, what you said makes sense."
Four families from the Eight Great Families quickly agreed with this viewpoint.
General Wang and General Ding exchanged knowing smiles. Today’s objective was to stir up conflict, and it seems that stage one has been successfully set.
Old Jiang naturally won’t speak, but with someone speaking on his behalf, the matter is half done. Next, as long as Old Jiang stays silent, it will be settled. Who here wouldn’t dare to oppose?
General Wang stood up.
"Master Fang. Although there was some misunderstanding between us, and my wife passed away due to your negligence, I bear no grudge or resentment against you. Your current status and reputation are all due to your ability. Now, all Eight Great Families are present, yet you, merely in providing treatment for Old Jiang, demand 9 billion wealth—isn’t that somewhat excessive?"
The others also looked over.
Fang Yu maintained his smile throughout.
Let them talk; many matters were already destined from the start. There’s no need to waste words with them.
General Ding also stood up and said.
"I think you all make valid points. 9 billion wealth is way too much, so why not this: I suggest you settle for 1 billion wealth and return the remaining 8 billion to Old Jiang. You’re well aware of Old Jiang’s status; if you give back these 8 billion, you would garner goodwill from him, making it easier to establish yourself on the main planet. What do you say?"
Fang Yu continued smiling, not engaging with them at all.
Others watched with growing anxiety.
At this point, everyone is urging you to return the wealth, yet you remain there with a silent smile.
It’s clearly a sign of a guilty conscience.
The more Fang Yu behaves this way, the more they are convinced he lacks the confidence. After all, you’re just a doctor—no matter how skilled, you can’t compare to the upper echelons. How long did it take the Eight Great Families to firmly establish themselves? A newcomer wanting to gain a foothold quickly—aren’t you being a bit too unrealistic?
"I respect you as a doctor, giving you some grace, a chance. Hand over the wealth and return it to Old Jiang."
At this moment.
Wang Duo, sitting nearby, stood up and said.
"I think it’s best to report him to the pricing department and have him detained. I wager Steward Jiang will be quite pleased with this task. Serving the upper echelons—hasn’t been done for many years, huh?"
"That’s not a viable option. Master Fang treated Old Jiang, and even ascended from another planet. If he’s detained, he might be demoted back to another planet, causing irreversible harm to Master Fang. Personally, I advocate for harmony; it’s just money—returning it solves the issue."
"Correct, just return the money."
Upon hearing this, Old Cui found it odd. The Eight Great Families are typically rarely unanimous in their opinions, yet this time they remarkably are.
This made him feel quite incredulous, as if it had been choreographed beforehand.
Old Cui couldn’t bear it anymore and said, "A commitment and a transaction are different; I find your statements somewhat biased. Master Fang treated Old Jiang based on his verbal commitment, which is why Old Jiang agreed to pay Master Fang the 9 billion wealth."
Beside him, from the Liu Family, Miss Liu chimed in.
"That’s right, this isn’t a transaction; it’s a return of favor. If it were a transaction, would there still be any sense of humanity left on our planet? If everything could be measured by money, then why have families, hierarchies, friends, relatives, siblings?"
Just as these words were spoken.
General Wang laughed heartily.
"Old Cui, if I recall, you took 20% of his wealth; with 9 billion, 20% equates to 1.8 billion wealth. Isn’t your statement rather transparent, trying to monopolize this wealth?"
"As for Miss Liu, I recollect Master Fang treated your illness too, which is why you’re speaking for him, but are you aware that you’re truly harming him? Old Jiang paid such an enormous sum, which is detrimental to the upper echelons, to our Divine Race. I’d bet Master Fang must have used some methods to make Old Jiang promise that payment."
"General Wang is right, he must have exploited some underhanded methods when Old Jiang’s illness made him vulnerable."
Following these words.
Old Cui, sitting across, said: "I disagree; who could threaten Old Jiang? Even if he’s sick, he’s no ordinary person to be coerced."
"What good is your disagreement? Among the Eight Great Families, 6 have agreed with our viewpoint, plus three intermediate families present, all in agreement. Are you truly willing to compromise your integrity for those 1.8 billion?"
Among professionals, rivals are enemies.
Within the same race, family are foes.
Such are the Eight Great Families. Should one be too exceptional, the other seven are bound to resent him. How could they possibly allow you to pocket the 1.8 billion? The Liu Family might look the other way, but the other six families are absolutely envious, jealous, and resentful.
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