175: Chapter 175 A 50/50 Split, Who Gets 50%?

"I am merely a lone wolf. The Zhou Family has such a vast clan and foundation? How could I dare to climb so high?"

The cooperation between the two sides was nothing more than the fat piece of meat left behind after the Fang Family was destroyed.

Upon hearing this, Clan Head Zhou's expression changed visibly, and he looked at him with suspicious eyes.

A lone wolf?

Anyone else could say that, but you, Chen Yichuan, are being too shameless. Behind you stands not only a 6th-Rank Martial Artist but also Luo Cheng, whose background is unknown.

Clan Head Zhou mocked him inwardly, thinking just that.

But... on the surface, he slightly raised his hand and laughed softly: "Hehe, Lord Yichuan really likes to joke."

"Cooperating with the Zhou Family to scavenge the things left behind by the Fang Family can be described as killing two birds with one stone."

"I hope Lord Yichuan can give the Zhou Family this opportunity."

Having said this, Clan Head Zhou, this Fourth-Rank Martial Artist and head of the Zhou Family, actually knelt on one knee, looking extremely devout and serious, with a very humble attitude.

Seeing this scene, it was not just Chen Yichuan who was startled; Zhou Rong, standing to the side, was also suddenly shocked.

There was no other reason. As his son, he knew how arrogant his old man was.

When faced with the Fang Family's aggressive pressure in the past, his old man had never acted like this, yet now he was doing so.

For a moment, Zhou Rong found it hard to understand and was shocked.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard Clan Head Zhou, still kneeling on one knee, speak again: "The Fang Family has been destroyed, and the Zhou Family didn't contribute much. I dare to speak directly about cooperation."

"It is because I value Lord Yichuan's potential; you definitely have the aptitude to reach the Ninth Rank in the future."

"Cooperation is the Zhou Family climbing high. If Lord Yichuan has any orders, the Zhou Family will have no complaints. I hope Lord Yichuan will consider it."

Clan Head Zhou said heavily, his words devoid of any joking or teasing.

What he had was hope that the Zhou Family could have a place under Chen Yichuan.

At this moment, Chen Yichuan did not speak, just watching quietly.

How could he not see that the cooperation the Zhou Family spoke of was merely to allow the Zhou Family to occupy a better position?

Rather than calling it cooperation, it was more of a pledge of allegiance.

For a moment, Chen Yichuan was deep in thought, considering whether or not to 'cooperate' with the Zhou Family.

After pondering for a moment, meeting Clan Head Zhou's burning gaze, Chen Yichuan rubbed his shoulder and smiled faintly: "Heh, Clan Head Zhou is certainly decisive. Cooperating with me is simple, but..."

"Aren't you in the Zhou Family afraid of offending the Lu Family or offending the magistrate?"

Chen Yichuan narrowed his eyes, his bright, piercing gaze fixed firmly on Clan Head Zhou.

As if trying to see through the person in front of him.

Upon hearing this, Clan Head Zhou not only didn't hesitate or show the slightest fear, but met Chen Yichuan's gaze.

He nodded heavily.

"Afraid?"

"The Shuangjiang County Lu Family is not the Kyoto Lu Family. Besides... with the Zhou Family standing behind you, we fear nothing!" Clan Head Zhou raised his hand and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this somewhat domineering statement, Chen Yichuan nodded.

"Fine!"

"Your Zhou Family's cooperation with me is half-done. As for the other half... how shall we split the profits?" Chen Yichuan smiled, casting a light glance.

Profit sharing. This realistic question, laden with interests, was thrown out.

Clan Head Zhou fell silent immediately.

If it were just him alone, let alone profit sharing... he wouldn't take a single cent, but the Zhou Family stood behind him.

Without profit sharing, without money to pave the way, nothing would work.

Clan Head Zhou thought for a good while, finally gritted his teeth, looked at Chen Yichuan, and tentatively said: "A 50-50 split?"

"Who gets the 50?" Upon hearing this, Chen Yichuan revealed a 'smile'.

Uh. Clan Head Zhou froze for a moment, then the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and with a fawning expression, he said: "Of course, Lord Yichuan gets the 50!!"

A 50-50 split! Clan Head Zhou was just testing the waters; he hadn't expected Chen Yichuan to actually agree.

He immediately went along with it.

Looking at the corners of the mouths of the father and son of the Zhou Family that they couldn't control, Chen Yichuan just gave a light glance and didn't bother to argue.

A 50-50 split. It looked like Chen Yichuan was losing out, but there was actually a lot to it.

The Fang Family's greatest assets were, of course, land and shops—implicit assets that required management.

But such things were very unstable for Chen Yichuan.

It was better to firmly grasp the existing banknotes and martial arts manuals; that was the hard truth. After all, Shuangjiang County was just a stopover for him.

Chen Yichuan had a premonition that he wouldn't be able to stay in Shuangjiang County for long.

Understanding this, Chen Yichuan immediately raised his hand, interrupting the two who were smiling broadly.

"A 50-50 split, that's fine."

"However, there is one prerequisite." Chen Yichuan said softly.

Conditions? Upon hearing this, Clan Head Zhou slightly cupped his hands and laughed: "Lord Yichuan, don't mention one; even two or three would be no problem."

"Please speak, My Lord!"

Clan Head Zhou raised his hand, assuming a posture of listening attentively.

Seeing this, Chen Yichuan raised his hand and laughed: "Hehe, one is enough; I am not greedy!!"

Without holding anything back, Chen Yichuan stated his condition.

That was to hand over all the martial arts and pills collected from the Fang Family to him, and split the rest 50-50.

And the most important point.

The Zhou Family would open their own martial arts library, and 3rd-Rank and 4th-Rank martial arts and rare pills would be traded to Chen Yichuan first.

"Hehe, Clan Head Zhou, Young Master Zhou Rong, I only have these two conditions."

"How do you two consider it?" Chen Yichuan smiled faintly, looking at the two of them and waiting quietly.

Thud. The Zhou Family opening their martial arts library to Chen Yichuan.

Once these words were spoken, the two looked at each other, staring wide-eyed.

After a while, Clan Head Zhou looked apologetic, stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said: "Lord Yichuan, the Zhou Family can agree to the first condition, but as for the Zhou Family's martial arts and pills being traded to you first..."

"For this matter, my son and I must negotiate with the clan elders. I don't know..."

Before he could finish, Chen Yichuan nodded in agreement: "Naturally, such a major matter requires discussion. However, I must trouble Clan Head Zhou to send someone to the Beggar Sect Branch to summon some people."

"Also, as for this group of Fang Family women, I think... don't wait until tomorrow. There is no time like the present... let them start their journey of exile for three thousand miles."

"I am a kind-hearted person; I cannot bear to see women suffer before my eyes."

"So, you understand, right?" Chen Yichuan shook his head softly, looking at the two with a smile.

As his voice trailed off, the Zhou father and son were stunned at first, then nodded repeatedly and cupped their hands to bid farewell.

When the father and son walked away, the usually quiet Zhou Rong couldn't help but mutter softly, joking: "Hehe, this Lord Yichuan is really interesting, can't bear to see women suffer."

"So he just drove them away directly; that was a stroke of genius."

"I must learn from him."

Beside him, Clan Head Zhou, hearing this, had a face full of black lines. What kind of thing had he sired?

Clang! A slap landed directly on the back of Zhou Rong's head.

"You only learn these useless things. Go to the Beggar Sect Branch."

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, Dad, I'm going, I'm going right now!!" Zhou Rong touched the back of his head, which was swelling up, and hurriedly raised his hand to excuse himself.

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