You fucking insisted on giving twenty Gold Soul Coins for ten?
From now on, Tang San had nothing to do with the blacksmith shop?
Though it seemed they hadn't had much of a connection to begin with. "Fine, then it's settled. Take Tang San away."
The blacksmith shop owner nodded, a heartfelt smile appearing on his face.
He scooped up the twenty Gold Soul Coins and stuffed them into his pocket.
Why would anyone return money that had already been handed over? Twenty Gold Soul Coins were no negligible sum even to him.
Most importantly, ten of those Gold Soul Coins were basically free.
Who in this world didn't like free money? Yu Xiaogang nodded and directly turned around, pulling Tang San out of the blacksmith shop.
The sun had only just risen, its warm rays spilling across the streets.
They also fell over Tang San, and the warmth made him feel immensely comfortable.
"Phew—~!"
He let out a long breath. The fresh scent in the air made him feel exceptionally at ease.
It was as though he had been reborn.
Tang San looked at the crowds passing along the street. Even this familiar road seemed a little more refined and beautiful than before.
Just thinking that he would no longer have to sleep like a rat in that damp little room like a sewer put him in an incredibly good mood.
"Teacher, how did you find out I was here?"
Looking at Yu Xiaogang, Tang San voiced the question in his heart.
Based on his guess, Huo Feng and the others had seen him at the blacksmith shop yesterday, and his teacher had come today.
There was no need to think about it—they must have told Yu Xiaogang.
But he still wanted to confirm whether that was really the