Chapter 1087

Nash flashed a grin. "Well, we've always made them pay 50 percent. But we've raised this by 10

percent in recent years for the sake of developing the main family, so they give 60 percent. There's no

way about i t though. The branch family members have to make some sacrifices to help some of us get

stronger.”

Here, appreciation crossed Nash's expression. "The branch family members are pretty good. The Third

Elder said it himself—they truly understand us, and they fully cooperate with us. They even give the

best-spirited grass to us. I’m thinking of reverting the tithing to 50 percent after the main family is more

stabilized."

It was just as Fane had thought it would be.

The Third Elder and Lily had been lying to everyone by taking plenty of resources for the enhancement

of martial status for themselves.

"So you've never increased the tithing after raising it to 60 percent? Not even once?”

Fane asked again just to make sure.

"No!"

Nash did not think twice before answering, "60 percent is plenty enough. The other big families only

make their branch families give 50 percent. Sometimes, people from the main family will even help to

find resources. But here, we wanted everyone to focus on their training and get stronger. That’s why we

had the branch families find the resources and give 60 percent to us!”

After he said that, Nash also realized that something was amiss. Fane would not have come over in the

middle of the night: f there were no problems. Why did he ask such questions anyway?

A crease formed between his brows. "What did you hear, Fane?” he tentatively asked his son. "What

do you know?"

Fane bobbed his head. "Father, you have to promise me that you will not breathe a single word about

this to the Third Elder and Lily!”

"Don't worry. I'm not a chatterbox! I'm discrete enough to keep a secret!"

Nash offered a smile. "Don’t tell me that they've secretly made the branch families give more

resources?" he guessed.

"Why should they stop at some? They made the branch families give 70 percent before, and now

they’ve raised it to 80 percent. The branch families barely have anything for themselves, and they're

afraid that we'll continue to raise the tithe—and they won’t b e able to survive then. But they've held

their dissent in, all this while. They told me in secret just today!”

Fane was extremely furious. He clenched his fists.

"No way!"

"Pfft!"

"Don't be angry, Father. Your body is weak now. The medicine I gave you can suppress your symptoms

for a while, but not for long either. Please don't get mad, or your condition will worsen!” Fane was

shocked when he saw this. He quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe any traces of blood away from the

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Nash looked at Fane, elated.