High Martial Arts Era

Chapter 95: Chapter 95: He is Worth This Price

"1 million Blue Star Coins? An interview program?" Li Yuan was dumbfounded upon hearing this.

What kind of play is this?

The key point is that, according to Uncle Wan, this program is about the story between him and the Starlight Martial Hall?

There isn't much of a story to tell!

Previously, when he bought Qi and blood potions, he always went to the Starry Sky Martial Hall.

"Don't understand?" Wan Qinghe looked at Li Yuan's slightly puzzled expression and smiled. "Song Yi in the Starry Sky Martial Hall is responsible for reviewing various contracts and distributing funds for the hall's operations."

"Financial power?" Li Yuan asked.

"Yes." Wan Qinghe looked at Li Yuan and said, "You understand quite a lot."

Li Yuan smiled. His uncle, Li Changzhou, had been working in engineering construction for many years and occasionally taught him some things, so he naturally understood a bit.

In any organization, management is nothing more than controlling personnel, financial, and administrative power.

Li Yuan could deduce that Song Yi held significant power in the Starry Sky Guanshan Branch.

"The Martial Hall conducts a review of each branch every three years," Wan Qinghe patiently explained. "The next review is coming soon."

"It's no secret that you almost signed with the Starry Sky Martial Hall," Wan Qinghe laughed.

Wan Qinghe didn't mention that he and Xu Bo had mainly spread this matter.

"If you only show the potential of a B-level contract, it won't have much impact," Wan Qinghe laughed. "But the better you perform, especially in this April exam, where you are the actual martial arts champion of Jiang City."

"Combined with your performance in the invitation event at Jiangbei Martial University... it will definitely make things difficult for her."

"And the better you perform in the future, the more difficult it will be for her."

"I estimate that someone in the Starry Sky Martial Hall is targeting her," Wan Qinghe laughed. "Controlling the finances of a martial hall involves significant interests."

"Internal strife?" Li Yuan was curious.

"To be precise, mutual supervision," Wan Qinghe laughed. "It can promote healthy internal competition."

Li Yuan was speechless.

His uncle was indeed more experienced than he was.

"So, she found me?" Li Yuan pondered. "She wants me to use the program to show that my signing with Starlight Martial Hall was my decision, not her dereliction of duty?"

"To solve this problem once and for all?" Li Yuan laughed. "If you can't solve the problem, solve the person who raised it?"

"Smart," Wan Qinghe laughed. "Once you appear on the program, and she promotes it behind the scenes, there should be no one left to attack her with this reason."

"At the very least, she will have a strong argument to defend herself."

"Uncle Wan, what do you think I should do?" Li Yuan asked respectfully.

In fact, Li Yuan already had an idea, but he also saw that Uncle Wan had a strong desire to express himself.

You know, elders like it when juniors respect, consult, and improve upon their opinions.

Whether as a father, a friend, or a cross-generation acquaintance, the essence is the same.

As Li Yuan expected.

"If you refuse, that would offend her. Of course, it won't affect you much. As long as she's not stupid, she won't target you again," Wan Qinghe laughed. "Because you are already strong enough to become her problem."

"But having one less direct enemy is always a good thing. Small ghosts are troublesome," Wan Qinghe smiled.

Li Yuan laughed. Being strong himself was the key.

Why didn't Song Yi come to find him before? Why didn't she try to solve this problem? Because she thought he was insignificant.

If Song Yi knew that Uncle Wan described her as a small ghost, she would be furious.

"If you agree to make peace, she not only pays but also owes you a favor," Wan Qinghe continued. "Also, when the program airs, if the higher-ups at Starlight Martial Hall know about it, they will value you more."

It sounded like all benefits.

"However, it will offend the higher-ups in Starry Sky Martial Hall who are targeting Song Yi," Li Yuan added. "But I belong to Starlight Martial Hall, so it doesn't matter to me."

"Right." Wan Qinghe looked at Li Yuan with increasing admiration. "It's up to you."

Li Yuan had already seen through Uncle Wan's thoughts.

"Uncle Wan, I think you're right. Reconciliation is better," Li Yuan said directly. "I also have some ideas."

"Go ahead," Wan Qinghe said.

"Isn't 1 million a bit cheap?" Li Yuan asked cautiously.

Wan Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then laughed. "You're a crafty one. What do you want to do?"

"For 1 million, I will only appear on the program and say I have liked Starlight Martial Hall since I was a child," Li Yuan laughed. "For 2 million, I will say I have admired Hall Master Dongfang since I was a child and aimed to join Starlight Martial Hall."

"For 3 million, in addition to the above, I will add that my family and the 'Zhong Cheng' from Starry Sky Martial Hall are family friends. So, Hall Master Song Yi made many private promises to me, even preparing to apply for a B-level contract for me. But in the end, despite such temptation, I still firmly chose to join Starlight Martial Hall," Li Yuan said in one breath.

Wan Qinghe looked at Li Yuan with completely different eyes.

Three options: Basic, Deluxe, and Premium?

If the last option is chosen.

Not only would Song Yi have no fault, but she would also be seen as having done her best, fulfilling her duties.

No points deducted, only added.

"Uncle Wan, my ideas may not be mature. What do you think?" Li Yuan respected the elder's opinion.

"We can go with the last option," Wan Qinghe pondered. "However, did you really prefer to join Starlight Martial Hall at the beginning?"

"Yes!"

"Although it's not as exaggerated as the third option, I indeed wanted to join Starfire Martial Hall more," Li Yuan said firmly. "I dare not deceive Uncle Wan on this point. I have admired Hall Master Dongfang since childhood. The background wall in my room has the words 'Martial Arts is Me' by Hall Master Dongfang."

"When I was a child, I wrote 'I admire Hall Master Dongfang the most' more than once."

"Moreover, my classmates all know my idol is Hall Master Dongfang," Li Yuan quickly provided 'material' needed for the program.

But in reality, Li Yuan's words were partial truths.

Yes, Li Yuan admired Dongfang Ji, but he never desired to join Starlight Martial Hall that much.

Three parts truth, seven parts fiction.

But who can tell? There's no mind-reading technique.

"That's good," Wan Qinghe believed Li Yuan.

Suddenly, Wan Qinghe remembered something and couldn't help but sigh. "At the beginning, your teacher told me that your uncle and aunt did not agree with you signing the B-level contract with us immediately, but you insisted on agreeing right away."

"I always felt your teacher was fooling me. Now? I believe it," Wan Qinghe laughed.

Li Yuan maintained a smile.

Teacher Xu Bo did optimize his process quite a bit at the time.

"Alright."

"Let's go with the third option. I'll communicate with Song Yi and handle it," Wan Qinghe said.

"Even if we can't get 3 million, we can get at least 2 million. I'll do my best to help you," Wan Qinghe smiled. "When the program airs, if it is promoted well, the higher-ups at the Martial Hall will also have a better impression of you."

"Thank you, Uncle Wan," Li Yuan said sincerely. "Also, Uncle Wan, I thought about it again. If I can achieve 300 points in the Meteor challenge, improving my ranking on the Blue Star 'Young Heroes List,' wouldn't that give us more leverage?"

"300 points in the Meteor challenge? Are you confident?" Wan Qinghe's eyes lit up.

300 points in the Meteor challenge is a small milestone in four-segment techniques.

"Yes," Li Yuan affirmed. "I reached 242 points a week ago."

"If I spend more time, I should be able to pass it in a day or two."

"Great, if you can achieve that, I'll make her pay at least 3 million," Wan Qinghe laughed. "Alright, continue your training."

"Yes."

...

"Uncle Wan's force is mysterious and unpredictable, which should be the result of mastering the body's power to the utmost," Li Yuan pondered alone in the Martial Hall.

"Body control."

"Unity, subtlety." Li Yuan began practicing with the spear again, very slowly.

Consciously sensing and mobilizing the deeper layers of his body's power.

Li Yuan didn't pay much attention to Song Yi's matter.

Money? Two or three million, it's best to get it, if not, it's fine.

Ten minutes later.

"Strong."

"As long as I am strong enough," Li Yuan's spear whistled, and the spear shadows changed unpredictably. "Anyone who troubles me, I will be their trouble."

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a spear thrust out, like a stream of light, erupting with a terrifying roar in the martial arts room.

[Your spear technique has increased from four segments 25% to four segments 26%]

...

On the twelfth floor of the Martial Hall, in the Hall Master's office.

"Hall Master Song." Wan Qinghe smiled at the elegant woman in the light screen projection. "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"How did it go?" Song Yi asked. "Is Li Yuan willing to agree?"

"Li Yuan is very polite and willing to attend the program," Wan Qinghe said.

Song Yi was delighted.

"However," Wan Qinghe's tone changed, his expression turning cold. "Li Yuan is willing to help Hall Master Song. Shouldn't Hall Master Song also be sensible?"

Song Yi immediately understood and said, "Hall Master Wan, just say it. What's the price?"

"10 million!" Wan Qinghe said flatly.

"What?" Song Yi's expression changed. She could afford it with her wealth.

But it was too much.

"He's worth this price," Wan Qinghe said flatly. "Let me explain it to you in detail."

Then, Wan Qinghe told Song Yi about the three options.

Song Yi's expression was quite colorful.

"Also," Wan Qinghe's face showed a mysterious smile. "I remind Hall Master Song, I can also prepare another program for Li Yuan to talk about how I discovered his talent and how he joined our Starlight Martial Hall."

Song Yi's face had turned extremely dark.

"Hall Master Wan, you think too highly of Li Yuan," Song Yi gritted her teeth. "He only accounts for a small part of my assessment, at most 2 or 3 points out of 100."

"You're just 2 or 3 points away from passing the review," Wan Qinghe retorted unceremoniously.

"Also, I remind you."

"Tonight or tomorrow, Li Yuan will surpass 300 points in the Meteor challenge on the Starry Sky Fighting Network."

"By then, it won't be this price," Wan Qinghe said coldly.

Song Yi's expression changed again.

"10 million is too much," Song Yi said lowly. "At most 6 million. Otherwise, I'll give up this position."

She had her limits.

"Fine, deal," Wan Qinghe nodded. "But you must cover all the taxes."

"Taxes? What taxes?" Song Yi sensed something was wrong.

"You will donate the money to the 'Guanshan District Honghe Street Martial Arts Genius Development Fund Association' through formal channels," Wan Qinghe said flatly. "You don't have to worry about the rest."

Donate?

Song Yi was stunned. She had never heard of such an association.

In the end.

Song Yi had to agree.

"The money will be transferred within two hours. Remember, don't use your own account," Wan Qinghe reminded. "You can be on the program tomorrow."

"You have three days left for promotion."

After disconnecting with Song Yi.

Wan Qinghe made another V call, quickly.

"Brother," a deep voice sounded.

"Sixth Brother, didn't I ask you to set up an association in Honghe Street last time?" Wan Qinghe's voice was low. "Today, a sum of money will come in, about 6 million after tax."

"Keep the accounts in order."

"A week later, a program will air. You will then award the money to a student named 'Li Yuan' from Class 2 of Grade 12 at Guanshan No.1 High School, under the pretext of supporting a poor, inspiring martial arts genius."

"How much do we keep?"

"None, I'll cover the expenses."

"Understood."

...

An hour later.

"Li Yuan? Song Yi initially only offered 2 million. I tried my best to negotiate. After half a day, she finally agreed to pay 6 million," Wan Qinghe called Li Yuan.