at the same time.

"What's the matter?! The funds are gone this year?!"

Facing the fifty apprentices who had already received the Xin Zhanwang Sect in front of him, Zheng Gan almost turned to the memorial.

Ten days ago, before learning that Situ Zhou was not happy, Zheng Gan sent a memorial to Situ Zhou.

The Zhanwang Sect is responsible for cultivating elite warriors. This is the meaning of the Zhanwang Sect, not the country sets up a special department for you to show off.

Therefore, regardless of whether Zheng Ganxi likes it or not, since he has agreed to establish the new war king sect, he must cultivate new people.

Zheng Gan felt annoyed and kept making excuses to drag things around. It was the limit to this day.

So ten days ago, Zheng Gan knew that he could not hold on anymore, so he simply accepted it and sent Situ Zhou an application for funding.

However, I never thought that after only three hours of the memorial being delivered, I received news that Situ Zhou was unable to do it.

When they rushed to the palace, the scene of Zhao Aotian and Zheng Gan Jinge that day, the three of them gave the king.

Of course, Situ Zhou was dead, and the responsibility of the new war king sect was still there. Even if there was no funding, Zheng Gan had to start recruiting people step by step.

As for the funds, the part that can be credited and the part that cannot be credited, Zheng Gan borrowed some bridge funds from the money house.

In fact, Situ Zhou would not deduct such urgent funds, so Zheng Gan still understands him.

Now that Situ Zhou is dead, Jin Ge is the regent, so it is better to speak. As long as Jin Ge approves, the funds will be in place.

Originally, Zheng Gan thought so.

But I never expected that today, the memorial was replied to.

The bright red word "rejection" is written with dragons and phoenixes, as if mocking Zheng Gan's exaggerated and astonished expression at this moment.

With a click.

The folder was crushed to pieces, and Zheng Gan was so angry that his whole face was ashen.

I remember that Jinge now handed over the memorial to Situ Xing in full?

With Jin Ge's age and energy, I'm afraid I can't fully monitor and guide you when reviewing.

In other words, is this Situ Xing’s idea?

"That brat is stuffed with feces in his head?"

He pulled the memorial into pieces in a thump, and Zheng Gan slapped the table and stood up.

"Kacher, I'll leave it to you on the scene."

As he said that, Zheng Gan opened the space to transfer and rushed into the palace angrily.

As soon as I arrived at the palace, I saw Jin Ge leisurely dancing square dance with more than a dozen palace maids on the huge training ground.

"Jinge!" Zheng Gan shouted angrily, and Jinge, who was about to sneak into the butt of an old palace maid, was so scared that he almost urinated out.

"Old Master of Power Bank, I'm honored." Jin Ge smiled like a chrysanthemum.

But Zheng Gan didn't give him a good face. He carried him in his hand like a chicken, and walked to the palace step by step: "Take me to see Situ Xing."

"Oh? What's wrong?"

"Stop talking nonsense, lead me!"

He threw Jinge forward like throwing garbage. Jinge twisted like a cat in the air, and finally landed smoothly.

lead the way!

Zheng Gan repeated this sentence with his eyes.

Jinge suddenly felt a little scared.

Is the power banker in a bad mood?

What trouble did that kid Situ Xing cause?

Wait a minute, this kid is locked up in my room now. How did he mess with the power bank? It's so amazing.

"This...here."

Following Jin Ge, Zheng Gan soon arrived in front of the bedroom.

With a bang, he pushed open the door open.

Situ Xing was shocked when he was reviewing it inside.

Zheng Gan's face exuded anger.

Stepping out, waved your hand hard, and the space that wrapped the entire room was torn to pieces on the spot.

"Prince Xing, can you explain the reason to reject the memorial from my new war king's sect?"

This guy...

Situ Xing suddenly felt cold.

Compared to Zheng Gan's anger, he cared more about Zheng Gan's actions when he entered the door.

The space that I couldn't even break was cut off, but it was torn apart by him like he tore the plastic wrap?

and…

He glanced at the purple light that was dissipating from Zheng Gan's hand.

Purple?

As we all know, the fighting spirit is red, and the magic is purple.

Is Zheng Gan a magician?

I thought it was a warrior.

But then again, what's going on with this amazing strength?

That space is completely super high-level space magic. Not to mention cracking, it was the first time Situ Xing knew about the existence of this kind of magic yesterday.

Is this Zheng Gan even stronger than Jin Ge?

No, not right.

Situ Xing quickly denied this idea.

The strength of a magician is proportional to his age.

Looking at Jin Ge next to him, he was sweating and a little panicked.

I see.

Situ Xing smiled faintly.

Is it because I am afraid of hurting Zheng Gan, so Jinge took the initiative to lift the space cut off?

Haha, I also wonder, this guy looks a little younger than Zhao Aotian, how could he be better than Jin Ge?

What's more, he is a magician. If he is really better than Jin Ge, why

Thinking of this, Situ Xing felt relieved and secretly drew a number less than or equal to Zheng Gan and Zhao Aotian in his heart.

"I criticized it, what's wrong?" Situ Xing relaxed his body, leaned on the chair, and said calmly.

"Why are my funds deducted?!" Zheng Gan shouted loudly.

Situ Xing looked fearless and said, "Why? Zhanwang Sect burns millions of gold coins every year.

According to information, winemaking, training, weapon supply, education, etc., Zhao Aotian's old battle with Wangmen clearly had these excellent industrial chains, but there was no sign of profit at all.

Even if you make a profit, you will make a profit very little.

Over the years, it is equivalent to the country fighting against the king's sect in Baiyang.

I think that as a war king, we should share the worries of the country, rather than getting a salary for nothing.

Now your new War King Sect has finally been formal, but I think it is inappropriate to apply for a lot of funds from the beginning.

The country cannot support two war kings in vain. You should share the worries of the country and find ways to solve the funding problem by yourself, at least more than half of it, right?"

"White? Raising?"

These two words deeply stimulated Zheng Gan's nerves.

Seeing Situ Xing being fearless and standing on the commanding heights, Zheng Gan was immediately annoyed.

He turned around and glanced at Jinge.

Jinge shook his head and said he didn't know.

Yes, of course he didn't know. He wanted to know that Situ Xing was allowed to make this decision, because he was afraid that it would not be the birthday boy who hanged himself and would be impatient to live.

"In your eyes, Zhan Wang Sect is being raised in vain, right?" The angry Zheng Gan was surprisingly calm on the surface.

"Isn't it?" Situ Xing tilted his head and hugged his chest: "I think the salary of the King of War can remain unchanged, and the annual funding of the King of War should be reduced to one tenth of the original.

After all, you, King War, get such a high salary, and everything about King War, is your duty.

I'll find a way to solve the problem of funding."
To be continued...