The rewards from Zhou You's victory in the match arrived quickly.
"Five hundred taels, not a cent short. It's compensation paid by Tu Lao Er, representing the Wild Fox Gang's agreement to reconcile."
Senior Disciple Shen had stepped forward to recover the silver, but the key factor was still that challenge match.
Jianxiong Martial Arts School had won three consecutive bouts in a sweeping victory, gilding its already formidable reputation with another layer of golden light.
The ferocious renown of Old Master Wang, the Tiger, awoke from everyone's memories.
Even Zhou You, who had participated in the first match, had his name reach the ears of various parties.
When the Wild Fox Gang learned of this, they concluded that Zhou You was valued highly and was no longer an ordinary apprentice.
There was no use dragging things out. Tu Lao Er gritted his teeth and produced the five hundred taels of silver in compensation.
Several dozen jin of silver filled an entire wooden chest, lying quietly in Zhou You's room. It even came with a scale beam and weights for rechecking the amount.
"Senior Disciple Shen is too courteous."
This enormous sum was timely rain, relieving the urgent crisis before his brows.
Adding these five hundred taels to the two hundred he already had gave him more than seven hundred taels in total—enough to begin purchasing secret medicine.
Xu Ying and Li Hao were present as well. Looking at the silver bars and ingots piled high in the chest, neither could speak.
So much ready silver piled before them dealt an enormous visual blow, making it difficult to stay calm.
Li Hao's family had fallen into decline. Even though his father was still among the City Gate Guards, it would have been hard for him to save up this much