"It seemed... even Mingjing Palace..." Li Huoyun fell silent for a moment, a bitter smile appearing on his face.
He had never imagined that the repayment he sent would be intercepted within Mingjing Dao Palace.
Now that he thought about it, whether it was the silver or the appointment, perhaps neither had passed through Big Brother Zhang Ying's hands before being diverted and misappropriated? "My father often told me that this world was far from what it appeared on the surface. Now, it seems..." Li Huoyun sighed.
"It's all right. In the Jianghu, one's body is not one's own. You'll get used to it." Zhang Rongfang shook his head slightly. "Brother Huo Yun, you should go back first. Let this matter end here."
"No! It was this little brother who failed to handle things properly from the start. If I had handed it directly to you, Big Brother Zhang, there would not have been such trouble." Li Huoyun said solemnly.
"It isn't your fault." Zhang Rongfang could imagine that even if it had been delivered into his hands, someone would still have come to demand it.
The matter of him saving someone—and the rewards being intercepted—would be discovered sooner or later.
Yet that person had still done it, which meant they did not care whether it was discovered.
"Enough, Brother Huo Yun. Let this matter be settled. Do not mention it again. Now that I have food, lodging, and an appointment here, I am already better off than many Daoists.
"Consider this money and position my contribution to Mingjing Palace."
Hearing this, Li Huoyun became even more awed by Zhang Rongfang's noble character.
His determination to return and ask his father to help settle this matter also grew firmer.
He immediately took his servants and turned to bid farewell.
Standing