Xiao Yuzi stared at him nervously. "What's wrong, Master? Are you hurt anywhere?"
Ye Lihan glanced at him, lowered the hem of his robe, and sighed again.
"I thought this robe would last at least four or five years. I didn't expect it to be ruined after only a year and a half."
Xiao Yuzi really...
He no longer knew what to say.
"Master, we almost lost our lives today. No matter how important the robe is, how could it be more important than a person?"
Besides, they had worn this robe for nearly two years already. It was time to replace it with a new one. What was there to regret?
Although their lives were indeed rather tight, when Master had first been sent to Huangming Kingdom, they had even endured a long period of hunger, cold, bullying, and humiliation.
But after they gradually grew up, they were rarely bullied anymore. They still didn't have much silver in their hands, but at least they no longer had to worry about food and clothing.
Why would they need to wear a single robe for four or five years?
"What do you know!"
"Prices are high in Huangming Kingdom, and unlike the men here, we don't know how to embroider or sew robes. Making an outfit like this costs quite a lot of silver."
Ye Lihan wore his sharply defined, cold face, looking as though his heart was bleeding.
Anyone standing far away would never have guessed that he was merely lamenting a piece of clothing. They would have thought he was discussing some serious matter.
Xiao Yuzi's mouth twitched.
Here he went again.
His master was good in every way, except that he was far too stingy.
Anything related to silver—especially the silver in his pocket—was a matter of the