It took a couple of minutes before Yang Qing finally managed to reign his thoughts and mind from the brink of collapse. Seeing all those zeros in the discretionary funds section sent his unprepared heart into a frenzy.
Ever since Yang Qing broke through and gained the peerless jade body, he has never perspired, but right now his palms were sweaty and if it wasn't for the self-clean feature of his robe along with its internal regulation mechanism, he would have been completely drenched.
He still couldn't believe the Order was just going to hand out 40 million high-grade spirit stones, to spend however he wanted.
Yang Qing in his stupor didn't hear Shi Tian's explanation of what the funds were for. Yang Qing's brain automatically filled it in with what suited him best.
"With such funds, why is Zhang Qingge always broke?" wondered Yang Qing as he gave the numbers a once over with a broad grin and saliva almost dripping out.