Chapter 159 (1/2)

Chapter 159: The Whereabouts of the Divine Weapon

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations  Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

One hundred thousand gold?

Commotion broke out in the conference room.

How much was a hundred thousand gold? Even Fang Xingjian’s monthly allowance was a mere fifty gold, and the academy’s monthly expenditure was also around ten thousand gold. A hundred thousand gold was almost one year’s worth of expenditures for the academy!

This was equivalent to increasing Kirst Academy’s budget by twofold. How many more cultivation resources could they purchase? How much more could the instructors’ salaries and bonuses be increased? How much more training equipment and how many more facilities could they upgrade?

This was simply a tremendous sum of money. And faced with this, how many of them could be nonchalant?

Especially when it meant that they were using capital from the commoners for the academy’s facilities, and were not asking the country for resources. This was something the Commissioner of Education had always been advocating. Moreover, a hundred thousand gold was a large sum to be included in his political achievements.

And with the hundred thousand gold coming in, it was as if Edger had reign over half the academy’s budget. With this, his words had gained more weight.

At this moment, Edger was feeling extremely complacent, as if he had gotten back all the reputation he had previously lost. He appeared to be in high spirits, as if he had been reborn.

The expressions of everyone present changed, even Jackson’s. He looked at Edger with a grim face and slowly said, “Yellowstone Trade Association? Why have I not heard of this trade association before?”

Edger smiled and said, “This is a newly set up trade association, created by a few aristocrats from the Imperial Capital. I’ve had an enjoyable discussion with them. They’ve just came to Kirst and would like to make a contribution towards Kirst’s development.”

Of course, no one believed in this gibberish. In fact, although the ones behind the Yellowstone Trade Association were but a few aristocrats from the Imperial Capital, they were all down and out. The true source of their capital was from Green Jade’s Aroron Clan, where Cynthia hailed from.

As Cynthia and her husband Zakov had both died by Fang Xingjian’s hands, obviously, the Aroron Clan held a grudge against Fang Xingjian.

Especially their clan head Frank, Cynthia’s younger brother. He had been practically brought up by Cynthia, and her existence had not only been a sister to him, but a mother as well. He regarded Cynthia as his most respected elder.

If not for this, in no way would Cynthia have grown to be a character of such arrogance.

‘He killed my elder sister, my closest kin! This beast, this a*shole… How could he be so cold-blooded? How could he have done something so terrible?

‘What’s going to happen to my sister’s children? Her youngest daughter is only twelve years old. How am I going to tell her that her mother has been killed by a commoner, a gangster, a beast?’

Fang Xingjian had killed Cynthia. For him, it was equivalent of having killed his mother. How could he not be angry? How could he not wish for revenge?

However, Tresia’s problem had been placed before him, and the association was also monitoring it. As the clan head, Frank could not be as rash and ignorant like Cynthia and Rebecca. Therefore, the method he chose was one related to money.

For the first step, he took out one hundred thousand gold, sold out part of his assets and got two aristocratic clans which were down and out to set up a trade association. He then donated the money to Kirst Royal Academy.

Of course, there was no way that the one hundred thousand gold would be offered in one go. Rather, all forms of sponsorships and investments were given in installments.

And through each of these installments, he planned to gradually get the rights to speak up in matters concerning Kirst Royal Academy.

He wanted to slowly ostracize Fang Xingjian, to turn him from a talented student into a normal student, and eventually a student who was lagging behind all the others. He even hoped that Fang Xingjian would eventually become an assistant instructor, or be driven out of the academy. He wanted to push Fang Xingjian into a corner, slowly ostracizing him, and eventually have him killed in the shadows, without anyone knowing anything.

For example, it could be a smelly ditch in the commoner district, the back alley of some small restaurant, or a corner in a small forest.

Of course, throughout this whole process, he would have to invest a lot of time and money. But if he could avenge his sister, he did not care about these.

Of course, he would not simply give them the money. In view of a stronger say in the Prefectural Academy, he could of course use this to get some profits.