"However, this time, the gift I'm offering is fifty percent of the profits from future Star Realm developments by the King Family," Henry Harris's father gazed at the dazzling starry sky as he spoke, leaving Henry Harris utterly dumbfounded.
Fifty percent?
And it's profits!
They'd have to work themselves to the bone, risk their lives, while Gary Smith does absolutely nothing and still takes fifty percent?
This is outright robbery!
Father is blatantly overdrawing the future of the King Family.
Henry Harris's father offered no explanation, merely staring at the sky with a profound expression and said, "I've already convinced all the elders of the clan, for this is a ticket, a ticket to…"
"A share in the feast of the future!"
The grand general has already proven with his strength… It wasn't the chaotic era that shaped him, but him who illuminated the chaotic era.
