"Every month... let's set a temporary task of 500,000 taels for Yemo. Once the amount is collected, the task is considered complete, and it will be recorded as completed in the sect."
Yin Shen Palace remarked.
"Sect Hierarch, you're playing favorites too blatantly! A monthly sum of 500,000, just from Yemo's own money, is enough for a hundred years; isn't that as good as an upgrade?"
Although Mu Lin Yuan was also inclined towards Fang Che, he couldn't help but find it hard to accept the obvious favoritism of Yin Shen Palace: "You can't spoil a child like that."
Yin Shen Palace sighed: "Can't you see? Regarding Sun Yuan's death, Yemo harbors resentment. And this resentment is directed at me and the three of you. Regardless, this anger needs to be vented."
Mu Lin Yuan also sighed and said, "This is indeed a knot, and it's rather difficult to untangle."
