"Brother, even though I didn't succeed in seducing her, it really was my fault. How about this—I'll make it up to you with a hundred taels of gold. Take it!"
The short-bearded man reached out, and several large gold ingots appeared out of thin air, landing right in front of the guy with the kitchen knife.
"Gold!! Th-this... all of this is for me?"
The kitchen-knife guy's eyes lit up like lanterns at the sight of the gold ingots, his breath quickening, and he set the knife down without a second thought.
With so much gold, just think how many concubines he could marry!
"Sigh... the moment you see gold, your true self is gone..."
The short-bearded man shook his head at the kitchen-knife dude's greedy look, let out a sigh, then turned and, just as he spotted Lin Chang'sheng, said, "Uh... sorry you had to see that, fellow cultivator."
"......"
Lin Chang'sheng stared at the short-bearded man, staying silent.
