Princess Against the World

If the accounts do not match the actual money, it will only be his accountant who will be unlucky.

But fortunately, he never touched the money at all, which eliminated the suspicion of embezzling money and making false accounts.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, stepped back respectfully, and took a long breath.

It's a blessing in disguise, but it's a blessing!

Thinking back to the beginning, when Senior Brother Zhang only asked him to keep accounts but refused to let the gold and silver pass through his hands, he still felt aggrieved and unreasonable.

Look now, this really saved his life!

Feng Chenglin sat up straight, flipped through the ledger casually, and handed it to Ling Luoyu.

"Third Young Master, look at the numbers at the back...that's an astronomical number!"

At the end of the ledger, the income from transactions during this period is recorded.

Needless to say, the gold and silver given by Senior Brother Zhang will definitely be much less.

Ling Luoyu glanced casually, curled his lips and sneered: "Senior Brother Zhang..."

"Sect Master, just call me Xiao Zhang..." Senior Brother Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead and forced a smile with a pale face.

How could he still have the courage to be Ling Luoyu's "senior brother" again?

"It doesn't matter what you call it... what I care about is the numbers on this account!!"

Ling Luoyu threw the account book in front of him and squinted condescendingly.

"Just tell me how much you can give me now!"

"I……"

"You have to think about it carefully. The number you give is related to your wealth and life!"

Feng Chenglin squatted down in front of him, tapping the account book casually with his fingertips.

"If you are really working for the benefit of other disciples of Yaoshan Sect and for their survival, your sect master will definitely not make things difficult for you... and maybe even praise you! But if you are doing it for your own selfish desires , if you use tiger skin as a banner... I'm sorry, let alone Third Young Master, even I, an outsider, will be rude to you!"

"I……"

Senior Brother Zhang's body trembled, he looked at Ling Luoyu carefully, and grabbed the account book with a complicated mood.

As soon as he saw the numbers on it, his face suddenly hurt, and his facial features wrinkled together.

"This...this is wrong!! We didn't sell the money at all..."

The accountant immediately became anxious: "Why didn't you sell it? The records are very clear in this account book... Every pill is clearly marked with a price. Every time a pill is sold, I will record it. It will never be done." Wrong……"

He thought of something and quickly pointed to another disciple.

"Brother, come here. You are the new manager of the alchemy room. All the elixirs coming out of this alchemy room must go through your hands... You must also have a delivery list of the elixirs over there. Just take out a pair. Is everything clear?!"

The alchemy room manager couldn't hide his trembling and walked out timidly: "I've met... I've met the sect master!"

"What are you afraid of?"

Feng Chenglin chuckled and jumped up suddenly.

"Could it be that you are also confused over there?? Also, if it were me, I would take advantage of it... Anyway, no one knows how many medicines are in the alchemy room, so I can steal some of them, find opportunities to sell them, and keep them secretly. A fanny pack, how nice, right?!”

"I don't!"

The Alchemist's voice was trembling when he replied, without any confidence at all.

"I didn't sell it secretly...the elixirs I have over there are all documented..."

"Yeah……"

"Fat man!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly interrupted Feng Chenglin's words and calmly tilted his head to signal.

"You all go out, our Senior Brother Zhang and I still have something to say!"