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“Grandfather, Mr. Jiang might not be interested in these two artifacts,” Yun Yuechan said seriously.
Upon hearing this, even Yun Laoyezi was taken aback for a moment.
“How could that be? These two artifacts are not inferior to the Jade Gourd and the Sky Sword from back in the day. I’ve seen how Mr. Jiang treasures the Jade Gourd and the Sky Sword; he will surely regard these two artifacts as treasures as well,” Yun Laoyezi replied, clearly displeased with his granddaughter's words.
“Grandfather, you mentioned they were from back then. Times have changed; the current Mr. Jiang is no longer the same Mr. Jiang as before,” Yun Yuechan maintained her serious demeanor.
“Enough. Whether Mr. Jiang finds them appealing or not can only be determined after he sees them. You all stop talking; I’ve already made up my mind. I will present these two artifacts to Mr. Jiang shortly. If he likes them, I will gift them to him; if not, then so be it,” Yun Laoyezi declared resolutely.
“Grandfather, what’s going on? Who exactly is this Mr. Jiang?” Yun Zhe Yue, who had been watching in confusion, couldn’t help but ask.
“He is a highly skilled master. By the way, Zhe Yue, don’t you want to learn martial arts? Make sure to perform well when you meet Mr. Jiang; there might be a chance for you to become his disciple,” Yun Laoyezi smiled.
“Isn’t our Jinling’s most prestigious Martial Arts Hall the Feitian Sect Martial Arts Academy? Is this Mr. Jiang even more formidable than the Feitian Sect?” Yun Zhe Yue inquired.
“It should be about the same,” Yun Laoyezi replied uncertainly.
“Mr. Jiang is definitely more powerful; however, becoming his disciple is likely very difficult,” Yun Yuechan asserted confidently.
“Yuechan, you seem to know a lot about Mr. Jiang. Are you hiding something?” Yun Laoyezi glanced at his granddaughter with a meaningful look.
“Not at all,” Yun Yuechan replied firmly.
“Then how can you be so sure that Mr. Jiang is stronger than the Feitian Sect?” Yun Laoyezi pressed on.
“Intuition, my intuition,” Yun Yuechan answered seriously.
Yun Laoyezi chose not to comment on his granddaughter’s reasoning. Just then, Yun Tianxiao suddenly spoke as if awakening from a trance.
“By the way, Dad, I just remembered something.”
“What is it?”
“I have dinner plans tonight with the headmaster and elders of the Feitian Sect regarding their investment in establishing a large comprehensive Martial Arts Hall in Jinling. If all goes well, the Feitian Sect will grant our family several spots to become disciples of the sect, and they will even be disciples of the elders,” Yun Tianxiao explained.
The Hidden Sect has recently entered society and is primarily using existing venues as temporary Martial Arts Halls; establishing a true Martial Arts Hall will take several years for design and construction.
Although the Hidden Sect has sufficient funds, creating a large comprehensive Martial Arts Hall would require an investment of several billion—an amount that is certainly substantial and beyond what the Hidden Sect can bear alone without official and financial backing.
As one of Jinling's top aristocratic families, the Yun Family naturally feels obligated to invest in the Martial Arts Hall.
Now, anyone with sense knows that investing in a Martial Arts Hall won’t lead to losses; future development is bound to lean towards martial arts.
“Where is it scheduled?” Yun Laoyezi asked.
"Also at the Jinling Grand Hotel."
"Then you should go. My sister Yue Chan and I can meet Mr. Jiang," Yun Laoyezi said.
"Dad, do you think it would be possible to invite Mr. Jiang and the people from the Feitian Sect to have dinner together?" Yun Tianxiao suggested.
"Definitely not, Dad. Don't even think about it. You go accompany the people from the Feitian Sect, and Grandpa and I will meet Mr. Jiang," Yun Yuechan quickly replied.
"Well, at least let them meet for a moment. Aren't you curious about who is stronger, Mr. Jiang or the Feitian Sect?" Yun Tianxiao said.
"A brief meeting should be fine, but we need to arrange it so that Mr. Jiang doesn't notice," Yun Laoyezi said, genuinely curious. The Feitian Sect was a Hidden Sect, and Mr. Jiang's background was shrouded in mystery. What kind of sparks would fly when these two forces collided?
Seeing her family so insistent, Yun Yuechan felt there was no other option; a brief meeting should be harmless.
"Ahem, Dad, can I say something without you getting angry? I mean, if the Feitian Sect is stronger than Mr. Jiang, then I think those two magical artifacts of yours would be better off given to the leader of the Feitian Sect. In this society, martial arts will definitely become the trend. If our Yun Family wants to develop, we must have a martial arts background. The Feitian Sect is a big player that many in Su Province are eyeing. I've worked hard to establish a connection with them; those from Hidden Sects don't really care much about money. Giving them cash isn't as effective as gifting them magical artifacts," Yun Tianxiao said cautiously.
Yun Laoyezi shot his son a glare but did not reprimand him aloud. Even Yun Yuechan remained silent, her brow furrowed as if deep in thought.
Such matters are understandable; when seeking support, one naturally chooses the strongest ally available—it's human instinct.
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