What Ji Yunrou said was like chunks of lead being thrown into Lu Qian's heart, leaving him feeling incredibly heavy.
Everything she said was correct, and it was all situations Lu Qian wanted to desperately avoid, but no matter what he could not stop everything; there was bound to be some damage, he could only try to minimize the loss.
"Also, Lu Lang, you certainly cannot guess the scale of these loose cultivator enemies this time. And what if there's an unexpected surprise among them?"
Alright, you've convinced me.
Lu Qian's fingers lightly tapped the table, and the abacus in his mind started calculating rapidly.
A moment later, he looked directly into Ji Yunrou's glistening eyes: "At most ten percent of the shares, and you need to invest how many spirit stones, we still need to discuss at the shareholders' meeting. But conservatively estimated, not less than a hundred thousand spirit stones."
