Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Chapter 133 Fattening Up Before Killing

"Yang Sikong has run out of ideas and is actually thinking of using his own money to buy grain. How much money does he have?" In a huge manor outside Nanyang City, when Emerald Tiger learned that Yang Che had actually sent people to buy grain everywhere, he knew that the disaster relief efforts in Nanyang had almost reached a dead end.

An individual's wealth is merely a drop in the ocean compared to the natural and man-made disasters of a place. It's unrealistic to expect everyone to have such financial resources.

His wealth is the result of decades of hard work and leveraging connections in the night, which has led him to become South Korea's richest man. It really shows that everyone has his business acumen and opportunities.

"It seems that this Minister Yang is just all talk and no action. He is incredibly naive. It is far too cautious for the General to regard such a person as an opponent." Opposite the Emerald Tiger sat a slender and tall young man. He was dressed in black, with black bird feathers adorning his shoulders and cuffs. He had a sinister and eerie temperament. He seemed small, but was actually cold.

"I think so too. The General regards Yang Sikong as a major enemy, and has even sent Mo Ya, the strongest assassin of the Nightfall, which seems like overkill." Emerald Tiger smiled with a hidden dagger.

Was it really a case of using a sledgehammer to crack a nut by sending Mo Ya to Nanyang to assist Fei Cui Hu?

Jade Tiger was unclear, but he knew that at this moment, Wu Ye's sending of Mo Ya must have some good intentions. As far as he knew, the most outstanding female assassin among the Nightfall group, Ying Ge, had been given to Yang Che by Ji Wu Ye.

Mo Ya and the others trained together with Ying Ge from a young age. Even if there was no romantic love between them, there was still friendship. It was impossible for Mo Ya not to have any feelings about his friend becoming Yang Che's concubine.

When Mo Ya arrives in Nanyang, he will certainly not hold back when dealing with Yang Che.

"The General has his own reasons." Mo Ya's coldness turned into impatience. He had witnessed too many deaths and had also created too many deaths himself. Life and death could no longer cause him emotional fluctuations. But as long as one is human, it is impossible not to have feelings, and Mo Ya was no exception.

In this world, there are only two people he cares about, and Yingge is one of them. However, now Yingge has been given to Yang Che by Ji Wuye and has become a plaything. He dares not disobey Ji Wuye's orders, but as Yingge's friend, how can he not be angry with Yang Che?

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"That's true. After all, the General is the master of the night. He can see things that we can't." Emerald Tiger said knowingly, not caring about Mo Ya's stubbornness, because he already knew that Mo Ya had indeed come with anger, and knowing that was enough.

The Black Raven is already the sharpest blade in the night, and when this blade is further fueled by rage, it only becomes more dangerous.

Fortunately, this danger is directed at the enemy.

"What are you planning to do next? Are you planning to wait for Yang Sikong to run out of money and leave in disgrace?" Mo Ya asked rhetorically.

"I am a merchant, and merchants are here to make money. Since Minister Yang wants to spend money to buy grain, and I happen to have a lot of grain here, why can't I sell it to Minister Yang?" Emerald Tiger said calmly, and even his plump body exuded a certain elegance.

"Good luck." Mo Ya regained some composure, but his killing intent towards Yang Che remained undiminished.

He didn't care about many things, but by sheer coincidence, Yang Che took away the one thing he valued most.

Although Jade Tiger is greedy, he is very professional when it comes to making money. Otherwise, Ji Wuye would not have chosen him out of so many businessmen in Korea.

When it comes to making money, Emerald Tiger is decisive and efficient, personally going to construction sites in the wilderness despite the bumpy road.

Emerald Tiger was somewhat surprised when he arrived at the construction site. The laborers, who should have been digging ditches, were now training like an army.

When he found Yang Che, Yang Che was leisurely watching and occasionally adjusting the military formation.

Jade Tiger looked at the scene before him and wondered if he had come to the wrong place. He had come to a military camp, not a construction site.

"Jade Tiger greets Minister Yang." Jade Tiger suppressed his doubts and bowed to Yang Che.

Regardless of Yang Che's true strength, on the surface, he is the Grand Minister of Works of Han, someone that even Ji Wuye treats with respect.

Although he is the richest man in South Korea, he is still a commoner, and there is no room for him to be proud here.

"So it's Jade Tiger. May I ask what brings you here?" Yang Che didn't even get up, but asked lazily, displaying arrogance to the extreme.

Jade Tiger didn't care about Yang Che's arrogance, and just said with a smile, "I heard that the Grand Minister is short of food here, and is already preparing to go to Xinzheng and Wei to buy food."

"That's true." Yang Che looked at Emerald Tiger upon hearing this, seemingly intrigued by his words.

"Why go to such lengths for the Grand Minister? I am a merchant, and I have a considerable amount of grain in Nanyang. Why don't you buy it from me? This will not only solve your immediate problem but also save you travel expenses," Emerald Tiger explained his purpose.

"Yes." Yang Che suddenly realized, and stood up impatiently. He took two steps forward, grabbed the jade tiger's arm, and showed a friendly expression, all his previous arrogance gone.

"I've been quite worried about the food situation lately, and I've been so focused on solving this problem that I forgot about you, sir, the richest man in South Korea. But sir, I have a lot of people here, but my money is limited. I would appreciate it if you could sell it to me at a lower price," Yang Che said enthusiastically, pulling Emerald Tiger along.

"Everything the Grand Minister has done is for disaster relief and for the people of Korea. I am also a Korean, how can I sit idly by? Here's what we'll do: I'll give the Grand Minister a 20% discount on all the grain he buys," Jade Tiger said generously.

He had already ascertained the situation: Yang Che had money, but given the exhaustion caused by the intense labor of tens of thousands of people, that money could only last for a limited time. He sold grain to Yang Che at a low price in the hope that Yang Che could hold on for a little longer.

This was certainly not because he wanted to help Yang Che; it was simply because the longer Yang Che persisted, the more embarrassing his eventual defeat would be, and that was exactly what he wanted. He also believed that Ji Wuye would be happy to see that scene.

"Thank you very much, sir." Yang Che breathed a sigh of relief.

"Heh, the youngest Grand Minister of Works in Korea? Nothing special." Emerald Tiger looked at Yang Che's joyful face with disdain. He was just born into a good family; if he were in a different place, he could also be a Grand Minister of Works.

After giving Emerald Tiger a warm welcome, Yang Che personally escorted him out of the camp.

At this moment, Zhang Liang walked over and said to Yang Che, "Minister Yang has forgotten something. Due to the disaster, the price of grain in Nanyang has risen. Even with the discount from Jade Tiger, it's not cheap after careful consideration. Your money can only last for another twenty days. With the remaining grain, we will run out of food in a month."

"You should personally go to Wei to buy grain, and you can appropriately raise the price a bit," Yang Che said.

"Sikong, you need to use your money to buy food for Emerald Tiger," Zhang Liang reminded him. Yang Che had just finalized the cooperation with Emerald Tiger and was out of money.

"Don't worry, we'll have money soon," Yang Che said meaningfully.

Jade Tiger thought he was a tiger, but he didn't know that in Yang Che's eyes, he was just a pig. Before slaughtering a pig, it was natural to fatten it up, and those four thousand gold coins were just some good feed before slaughtering the pig.