Hearing Ma Yuxuan's words, Xue Huan's lips twitched. "Surely it isn't as exaggerated as you make it sound."
"Exaggerated?"
Ma Yuxuan pointed around them, his face full of disdain.
"In all of Bright Capital City, every last person included, who do you think is a good person?"
Faced with Ma Yuxuan's words, Xue Huan replied, "You're actually a pretty good person."
"That's right. I am a good person."
"But all that guarantees is that I won't come and seize your family's assets."
"What everyone else will do, I can't guarantee."
"If I had enough ability and time, I might offer you some pointers on protecting your family's fortune."
"But right now, I'm a clay bodhisattva crossing a river, unable even to save myself. If you don't sell your family's assets now, what are you waiting for?"
Hearing this, Xue Huan hesitated. "But even if the Anomaly Suppression Bureau demands a hefty payment, it wouldn't take that much!"
"It wouldn't, but we can use that money for other things too."
"With enough money, you can make ghosts turn the millstone. In a chaotic situation like this, we need plenty of cannon fodder to scout the way for us."
"If you don't pay, why would anyone scout the way for you?"
"But..."
"Stop!"
Xue Huan wanted to say more, but Ma Yuxuan cut her off.
"Enough chatter. Just tell me straight: are you reluctant to part with it?"
"Yes!"
Xue Huan nodded in admission.
Seeing this, Ma Yuxuan asked, "Is it the money you can't bear to part with, or the memories attached to it?"
"The memories."
"Keep the ancestral home. Sell everything else."
"All right. I'll take care of it right away."
Xue Huan nodded in agreement, then turned and left.
Watching Xue Huan's retreating figure, Ma Yuxuan sighed helplessly.
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