"My boy, actually, Dad was thinking, shouldn't we be entitled to at least one-tenth of the Song family's assets..." Su Chenwu asked cautiously.
Su Han, however, wore an expression of disdain.
Honestly!
The cultivation wealth carried by the second elder, Song Long, alone, whom he had just eliminated, was worth nearly a trillion.
Moreover, at Su Han's current realm, mere money held little significance for him!
Earning money was as simple as uttering a word.
In fact, with the secrets he knew, he could extort tens of trillions from the Cult Master Tang Xiyao, but what he desired wasn't mere paper currency, but substantial cultivation resources, and... completing system tasks!
"Damn it, they say you shouldn't touch a tiger's backside, but this Tang Xiyao is a hundred times more formidable than a tiger, yet I'm supposed to threaten her into being my girlfriend. Tsk tsk tsk, she truly only dares to go out at noon. Sooner or later, she'll court disaster!"
Despite his musings,
Su Han's heart was incredibly calm at this moment!
After all, he possessed the Golden Cicada Immortal Robe. Once internalized, it could withstand a full-power strike from an expert with up to one million years of cultivation!
And according to the system's prompt, Tang Xiyao possessed exactly one million years of cultivation!
At the very least!
Even if he took a beating, he wouldn't be killed. Su Han believed this point was crucial for him, serving as the basic guarantee for provoking a tigress. Without this guarantee, he would never dare to court death.
Soon.
Entering the small courtyard!
Su Han immediately spotted several colleagues from the Secret Service.
Zhen Ji and Wang Chong!
"Hey there, isn't that Brother Chong, and Sister Zhen? Why are you both here today? Haha, long time no see, long time no see!" Su Han greeted them.
At this moment, both of them appeared extremely unnerved.
After all, in terms of status, Su Han was now a celestial being. In less than half a year, the achievements Su Han had attained were simply awe-inspiring to them!
Wang Chong felt too embarrassed to speak to Su Han, his nervousness rendering him speechless.
As for Zhen Ji!
Her face flushed. For some reason, she felt Su Han was even more handsome than before. Perhaps it was the unique charm of a man that made her feel Su Han had now reached an outrageously powerful level.
Therefore, mustering her courage, Zhen Ji asked, "Little Su, your test score at the base last time was fifteen hundred, right? Quickly tell me, what is it now... How is it that in just half a year, I feel you've surpassed three thousand at least! Is that really true?"
Upon hearing this.
Wang Chong, standing nearby, revealed a look of contempt!
"Zhen Ji, are you crazy? No matter how much you like Little Su, you can't just spout nonsense! Going from fifteen hundred to three thousand in half a year, that's simply impossible..."
However, Zhen Ji was beaming with excitement. She just wanted to hear Su Han tell the truth, to secretly tell her his strength alone.
Seeing this, Su Han immediately obliged Zhen Ji!
"Come here, Sister Zhen, lean your ear closer. You have to keep this a secret for me, okay..."
As Zhen Ji leaned in, Su Han caught a whiff of her unique fragrance. Su Han knew she possessed natural body scent, and Zhen Ji was a woman who tended to sweat a lot. Whenever she got nervous, she would sweat profusely, but all of it was fragrant sweat.
"It's already over three thousand!"
After saying this, Su Han laughed heartily and walked further inside.
Zhen Ji wanted to ask more, but at this moment, several black-robed priests from within immediately came forward and blocked her and Wang Chong outside. The villa ahead had already been cleared.
Besides the Holy Son and Holy Maiden, there was only the Cult Master Tang Yao!
Even Su Chenwu!
Was blocked outside...
A meeting of powerhouses began in the Su family's small villa.
And this was also extremely significant news for the Chinese Mystic Bureau!
Zhen Ji immediately received a message from Elder Jing Tailong...
"Zhen Ji, has Su Han returned?"
Zhen Ji immediately replied, "He has returned. He just arrived home."
Jing Tailong immediately instructed, "Good, then wait there. I'm coming over immediately, along with high-ranking officials from the Mystic Bureau. You must ensure no one around leaves. They will all have to sign a non-disclosure agreement before being allowed to depart!"
"Yes!"
Just like that, Huang Shan, who had intended to slip away smoothly, was now controlled by Zhen Ji and her people, none of whom were allowed to leave.
The entire high command of the Chinese Mystic Bureau was rushing over!
After all, this time!
It was the Holy Cult Master, Holy Maiden, and Holy Son of the extremely mysterious Ancient Desolation Sacred Cult who were making their first appearance on Chinese soil. Some welcoming preparations were indeed necessary.
It was just that the high command of the Mystic Bureau never expected so many secretive, important figures to come to Su Han's home as soon as they arrived!
What exactly were they planning to do?
...
On the second floor of the villa.
In Su Han's room, leaving the Holy Son and Holy Maiden on the first floor, Tang Xiyao entered Su Han's room alone.
"Um, close the door and lock it!"
Hmm?
Hearing Su Han's command, Tang Xiyao's expression turned peculiar! After all, although she was disguised as a man, she was still a woman, and being asked this by Su Han made her feel a little awkward.
However, considering the leverage Su Han held!
Tang Xiyao decided to endure him for now.
"Heh heh, is this the place you wanted to invite me to? It's nothing special. I thought it would be some blessed land, but it's just a small, dilapidated room."
Hearing this.
Su Han immediately said, "Tang Xiyao, do you truly not understand, or are you pretending to be confused? Didn't I tell you before? I asked you to consider it. How is your consideration going now? Have you decided what hush money you're going to give me?"
"Heh, truly a scoundrel, asking for hush money right off the bat. I truly overestimated you!"
Su Han let out a disdainful scoff.
Being overestimated by a beauty was a recipe for disaster!
At this moment, he felt exceptionally good. On his home turf, Su Han was not the least bit timid and began to name his price!
"Fine, even if I have to bleed a little, I'll give you a sum of hush money. Here's a Black Mirror Diamond Card with an almost infinite credit limit. You can spend as you wish, and the bills will be recorded under the Sacred Cult's name. Yes, yes, you heard correctly, the credit limit is infinite!"
Hiss!
Even though Su Han was already very wealthy, hearing this, he couldn't help but gasp. This woman was indeed extravagant, throwing him a bank card with an infinite credit limit right off the bat.
It was evident that she had truly mastered this game!
"Heh heh, even if this brat asks for the moon, how much can he possibly ask for? I'm just spending on behalf of the Sacred Cult, and the Sacred Cult's wealth is simply... endless!" Tang Xiyao muttered to herself, believing a single card would be enough to placate Su Han.
After all, what does a rich second-generation heir who lives off his inheritance want, other than this? A bank card with an almost infinite credit limit!
However, suddenly.
Just as she was about to throw the card in Su Han's face and leave潇洒地离开!
She discovered that Su Han, this fellow, hadn't even glanced at the bank card!