Yang Tian raised his eyebrows, waiting for him to continue.
"According to the rules, the cultivation resources obtained by third-rate families should be handed over to high-level families for unified distribution."
He Jian continued: "But the young master thinks that you, a member of a third-rate family, can bring the treasure out of the secret realm alive, which is considered your ability."
"so what."
Yang Tian curled his lips in a funny way.
Listen to this, just because they are a third-level family, they have to lie on the ground and cannot stand up?
However, the Creation Secret Realm is not dead, and it has become a point of reference for others.
He Jian frowned, feeling that Yang Tian's attitude was full of contempt, and felt a little dissatisfied and angry: "Dedicate your armor to the young master, the young master will help you hide this matter, and will pay you a high-level spirit
stone as compensation.”
"gentlemen!"
The bodyguard captain exclaimed.
He wanted to say something, but He Jian gave him a threatening look and suppressed what he wanted to say.
When Yang Tian saw this scene, a coldness flashed in his eyes.
"I've been talking for a long time, but I just came to grab something."
Lu Yitian complained angrily: "You just grab things when you grab them, and you also make a lot of excuses and make them sound high-sounding."
"Little friend, please pay attention to your attitude. We are not here to steal things, we are here to help you."
He Jianchen stared at Lu Yitian coldly: "The young master is kind and will pay you the spirit stones. If this matter is known to a high-ranking family, you will not be able to keep the armor and there will be no compensation."
"Even if you add 10,000 words of modification in front of it, you are just here to steal something."
Lu Yitian rolled his eyes and didn't buy it at all: "Why are you pretending to be a good person?"
"The cultivation resources obtained by the third-level aristocratic families need to be distributed uniformly by the high-level aristocratic families?"
Yang Tian raised his eyebrows, feeling extremely funny.
He has been living with six family heads for so long, but he has never found that a third-level family has received training resources from a high-level family.
The resources that the third-level aristocratic families managed to obtain by themselves are actually handed over to the high-level aristocratic families?
What kind of bullshit is this?
"Do you alone have the final say?"
Yang Tian asked.
"This is not what I said alone, this is the rule set by the high-end family!"
He Jian emphasized.
The bodyguard behind him looked at him with a somewhat subtle expression.
There are no such bullshit rules.
Before they came, the young master had told them to discuss with others and let Yang Tian sell the armor to them. It didn't matter how high the price was.
As a result, when we got there, my husband actually planned to blackmail me directly.
The bodyguard captain frowned, knowing that He Jian was angry that a third-level family dared to disrespect him, so he deliberately suppressed him.
It's just that he feels that the current third-level aristocratic families are different from the past.
The strength they have after being twisted into a rope is not an exaggeration to say that they are a second-level aristocratic family. I'm afraid it won't work if I want to use my hands empty-handed.
"oh."
Yang Tian was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so he took out his mobile phone and called Huang Zhi's number.
Toot…
Huang Zhi's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, Yang Tian, what do you want from me?"
Yang Tian's cell phone was turned on, and He Jian could clearly hear Huang Zhi's familiar tone, and his expression suddenly changed.
Before he could do anything, Yang Tian asked: "The training resources obtained by third-rate families need to be handed over to high-level families for unified distribution. So should the high-level families owe the third-level families the training resources they have owed over the years?"
