Jian Ai stared at Yang Jie's eyes and observed his every move.
His eyes flickered a few times before calming down.
Seeing this, Jian Ai knew her words did not provoke him, let alone convince him.
As expected, Yang Jie revealed a relieved smile and said faintly, "I can feel your sincerity, but I'm not even willing to accept the funding of my disciples. How can I accept yours?"
Jian Ai smiled. "It's not funding, but lending!"
Her words finally cause Yang Jie to have an obvious reaction on his face.
Jian Ai knew that most martial arts practitioners were noble. A blatant funding would cause a rebound in the other party's self-esteem. However, lending money had another meaning.
Although his status would be lowered as well, it was much easier to accept than taking the money directly.
