Martial Arts Hall, dormitory.
Lin Chen counted the silver tickets and silver coins once again, unable to suppress the smile on his face.
Two hundred and seventy-two taels!
From the time he entered the Martial Arts Hall until now, his expenses on the Martial Path have not exceeded this amount.
"Logically speaking, after Zhou San lost hope in his Martial Path, he wouldn't have continued spending money on it, so it shouldn't be just this little money."
Martial artists are both poor and rich.
Rich because martial artists spend money on the Martial Path like water, poor for the same reason.
The higher the pursuit on the Martial Path, the poorer one becomes because silver money is never enough.
Storing away the silver tickets and silver coins, Lin Chen glanced at the cloth bag, reaching out to untie the drawstring.
