"Yes, big brother."
Seeing how insistent Wang Anye was, Wang Anxin no longer tried to talk him out of it and simply agreed.
He turned and bowed to Ancestor Dragon, saying, "Senior, at present our Wang's Large Ranch can only produce about fifty Snow Pattern Spiritual Oxen a year. We need to keep half for ourselves, and the remaining twenty‑five we can supply to the Primordial Water Cyan Dragon Race. The five hundred oxen will be delivered over twenty years."
In fact, Wang Anxin was deliberately dragging Wang Anye into this discussion.
When you give away a favor like this, you've got to let the Dragon Race understand how precious it is, so they'll truly accept the favor. Don't think five hundred sounds like very little—this is already an astronomical figure.
