"Wait, brother!" Zheng Hongkui called out to stop Zheng Zhilong.
"What if—and I mean, what if..." Zheng Hongkui’s expression was cautious, "one day in the future, we fall out with the Imperial Court? These three million taels of silver will become a handle they can use against us!"
"What kind of handle?" Zheng Zhilong asked.
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