Li Yu-jun watched Han Guxi without speaking. She knew this Brother Han wasn't finished.
"Of course, I wouldn't want to make things difficult for Junior Sister Li."
Han Guxi's tone grew more solemn. "If Junior Sister is willing to be flexible on this matter, the True Martial Lineage will cede twenty percent of its Spirit Storage Pill allotment from Danxia Peak for the next three years, transferring it directly to the Nine Heavens Lineage. Furthermore, there are two vacancies for Outer Sect Stewards in resource-rich territories. My lineage will also withdraw from the competition for them, granting priority to disciples from the Nine Heavens Lineage."
Whether Chen Qing could enter the Dubhe Pavilion or not was entirely up to Li Yu-jun's discretion.
To this end, Han Guxi had presented his bargaining chips—using some of the True Martial Lineage's already-strained resources and personnel influence in exchange for the chance for Chen Qing to enter the Dubhe Pavilion early.
