'A chance for... extra monthly income on top of my stipend?'
Surprise flashed across Fang Han's face.
For someone like him with a "pay-to-win" system, making money was what he wanted—what he craved—most of all.
However, using his system panel to start a side business would mean wasting time on it, which would be putting the cart before the horse.
Now, a money-making opportunity had appeared right before him.
It perfectly proved the old saying: as long as you have strength, wealth will naturally follow.
"Outside the city, there's a tea estate called the Qingwu Tea Garden. The old master is getting on in years and wants to name an heir soon."
"He has two sons: the elder, Xia Kang, and the younger, Xia Hao. The two are at each other's throats, fighting for the right to inherit the garden,"
Elder Fang Yuan said slowly.
Fang Han listened quietly. 'I see now,' he thought. 'My next mission will likely involve this struggle for inheritance.'
Elder Fang Yuan continued.
