Rou'er failed to notice. She was cradling a drink Yu Xiaoheng had handed her, sipping it with utter delight.
It was a "milk tea" blended from fresh milk, black tea, and specially made syrup. Smooth and sweet without being cloying, it was an invention from Yu Xiaoheng's past life that he had brought over.
"Mm—so good! Xiaoheng, what is this? It tastes better than every sweet drink I've ever had!"
Yu Lin and Yu Hu, following behind them, exchanged a look, both utterly speechless.
My dear lady, those sweet drinks you used to have only cost a few Copper Soul Coins per cup.
The milk tea the Young Master gave you costs one Silver Soul Coin just to make. It is supplied only to major nobles and sold outside for twenty Silver Soul Coins a cup!
How could they possibly compare?
And your little mouth hasn't stopped this whole way. The pastries you've eaten and drinks you've had would cost several Gold Soul Coins a day at retail prices!
Rou'er remained completely oblivious. After finishing the last sip of milk tea, she smacked her lips in lingering satisfaction, then patted her still slightly heaving chest and declared grandly to Yu Xiaoheng:
"Xiaoheng! You're amazing! You've treated your Sister Rou'er so well—I'll definitely repay you someday!"
A gentle smile spread across Yu Xiaoheng's face, and he paid it no mind.
What you eat and spend is only money.
But what I want... Heh.
Just then, he halted and turned toward the academy gate, casually explaining, "It seems someone from the family has delivered something."
Rou'er did not pay it any attention and continued happily drinking her milk tea.
Several Elders dressed in Blue Electric Tyrant Sect robes were waiting there.
"Young Master."
The leading Elder respectfully presented an exquisite box.
"Although