60: Chapter 60 The Fang Family

"After deducting the 545 million Faith Value just given to 001, I still have 267.89 million Faith Value left, which is not enough to spend."

Fang Yun had a bit of a headache, and feeling helpless, he had no choice but to call Marshal Fang Qing.

"Dad, I'm out of Faith Value again. Can you transfer some more to me?"

Fang Yun spoke with some embarrassment. He didn't want to keep asking his old man for things, but building the Divine Kingdom was simply too expensive, leaving him no other choice.

Hearing Fang Yun once again request Faith Value, Marshal Fang Qing raised his eyebrows slightly. It wasn't that he was reluctant to part with these resources; given his status and strength, mere billions of Faith Value were nothing at all.

It was just that he was truly curious about what his son was actually doing in the Divine Kingdom. Why was the consumption rate so exaggerated?

Therefore, Marshal Fang Qing couldn't help asking, "Yuner, is there something special about your Divine Kingdom?"

"Aren't the 500 million Faith Value and 500 million worth of supplies allocated to you by the family every month enough for you? Back and forth, I've given you over 2 billion, which is almost close to 7 or 8 billion in total."

After hearing this, Fang Yun was a bit dazed. No, Dad, what were you talking about? 500 million Faith Value a month? 500 million in supplies?

Are you sure you gave it to your son? Fang Yun froze completely upon hearing this. He stared at Marshal Fang Qing in the communication projection, and his expression gradually turned bizarre.

After a few seconds of silence, Fang Yun suddenly looked at his father with a suspicious gaze.

"Dad..."

Marshal Fang Qing raised an eyebrow.

"What is it?"

Fang Yun hesitated for a moment before asking cautiously, "You don't... have an illegitimate child outside, do you?"

The air fell silent for a second. Marshal Fang Qing froze, and then his face darkened.

"You brat, what kind of nonsense are you talking about?"

"You're the only son I have in this life. Where would I get an illegitimate child from?" Marshal Fang Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Your guts are getting bigger and bigger lately, brat? You haven't answered my question just now."

Seeing his father's reaction, Fang Yun also realized that something seemed amiss.

He put away his joking manner, and his expression gradually turned serious.

"Dad, those resources you mentioned... I haven't received a single penny of them."

As his voice fell, the smile on Marshal Fang Qing's face slowly faded.

Fang Yun continued, "Aside from the pioneering resources you personally gave me right after my awakening and the Demigod-tier resources Uncle Mu brought later, I've never even heard of the other resources allocated by the family every month, let alone claimed them."

Hearing that his son actually hadn't received a single portion of the resources, Marshal Fang Qing lowered his eyes slightly. At that instant, a chillingly cold glint flashed through the depths of his eyes.

To dare reach out and touch his son's resources—these people were simply too bold.

He didn't reveal too much of this upsetting business in front of Fang Yun. After regaining his composure, he smiled and said to Fang Yun, "There might have been a mistake by the people on the family side. I will personally make a trip over there to see what is going on."

Just a moment ago, through the screen, Fang Yun seemed to be able to feel a heart-palpitating murderous intent.

It was the first time he had seen his father display such a terrifying demeanor. While feeling somewhat uneasy, he was also somewhat excited.

At this moment, Marshal Fang Qing also suddenly realized: his son actually broke through to a Demigod so quickly without relying on the family's resource support?

It seemed this little fellow far exceeded his imagination. Now, he couldn't quite see through this son of his anymore.

Thinking of this, Marshal Fang Qing also felt at ease increasing the cultivation of his son. After pondering for a moment, he said, "I will directly make up for the resources the family owes you from my side first, but those supplies might not be able to be gathered in a short time."

"Do you choose to want supplies or Faith Value? If you want supplies, you will need to patiently wait a few days or I can hand them to you when you return next week. If you want Faith Value, I will transfer it to you right now."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yun thought to himself: There's such a good thing?

"Faith Value, Dad. Just convert all of it into Faith Value for me, but you have to make up for all the previous five months."

Fang Yun said excitedly. That way, he would immediately be able to push his mechanical civilization to Tier 2.

"I don't know why you're so lacking in Faith Value. After I finish transferring the resources the family previously owed you, I believe you shouldn't lack resources for a short time. Besides, don't forget, there is still a small world waiting for you to explore later. The returns from there will definitely far exceed your imagination."

Fang Yun's heart stirred. He had long been impatient to explore the small world, but unfortunately, his dad would only give him the coordinates after he returned home this time.

The communication hung up, and the smile on Marshal Fang Qing's face disappeared bit by bit. The gentleness and doting he had shown toward his son moments ago were now completely gone.

Replaced in their stead was the cold majesty belonging to an Eighth-Order Deity and the Commander of the Western Front.

"Wood, do you think I've been too indulgent toward these people of the Fang Family all these years?"

Marshal Fang Qing spoke as if talking to himself.

The shadows in the corner of the room slowly twisted, and a figure walked out from them. The man looked to be of a similar age to Marshal Fang Qing.

But compared to the overbearing and sharp aura on Marshal Fang Qing, he appeared much steadier. His short hair was meticulously groomed, and he wore a black butler uniform.

Even after decades had passed, he still maintained a soldier's upright posture.

His name was Fang Mu, and he had followed Marshal Fang Qing since childhood. He was also one of Marshal Fang Qing's most trusted people.

"Master."

Fang Mu was silent for a moment.

"This matter cannot be entirely blamed on you, either. With a family as large as the Fang Family, the number of clan members in the direct branch, collateral branches, and various main and sub-clans is far more than a million."

"Under the entanglements of interests, someone will always develop other thoughts. Even the four major aristocratic families of the Federation cannot avoid this kind of thing."

"The Song Family, Ning Family, Li Family, Wang Family... which family does not have some disgraceful, shady matters inside?"

Marshal Fang Qing did not speak, just quietly looking out the window.

For a long time, he finally spoke in a low voice.

"Yeah, with a large family, people's hearts naturally become complex. I understand all these principles."

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, and his gaze gradually grew deep.

"Therefore, over these years, I turned a blind eye to some of the things they did."

"After all..."

"This position should have originally belonged to the eldest."

Fang Mu was silent. He knew who Marshal Fang Qing was talking about.

Back when the previous generation's head of the Fang Family chose an heir, he ultimately gave up on the eldest son, Fang Chengtian, and handed the position of family head to his youngest son, Marshal Fang Qing.

This matter had always been a thorn in Fang Chengtian's heart.

"Master..."

Fang Mu hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Actually, although the eldest master has been somewhat excessive these years, after all..."

"After all what? After all he is my eldest brother?"

Marshal Fang Qing interrupted Fang Mu's words, and the atmosphere in the air suddenly became heavy.

"Or after all he was once also the heir to the family head?"

Fang Mu lowered his head and did not answer.

Marshal Fang Qing slowly stood up and walked to the window.

"If it were only being greedy for some resources, using one's identity to plot some benefits for oneself, and bullying the collateral family members—"

"All these, I could endure, because I owe them."

"Back then, Father chose me, and they were unconvinced in their hearts—I admit it. They felt it was unfair—I admit that too."

"So over these years, I did not investigate some of their private petty actions."

"Even when they tampered with the distribution of family resources, I pretended not to know."

Marshal Fang Qing's voice grew colder and colder.

"Yet now they even dare to misappropriate the subsidies of the next generation."

Fang Mu's gaze changed slightly. He knew that this matter had truly touched Marshal Fang Qing's bottom line.

"It seems that having stayed on the Western Front for many years, some people have forgotten who the master of the Fang Family is."

A trace of ruthlessness flashed through Marshal Fang Qing's eyes.