Red Luan

"Uncle Shopkeeper, the bill."

After eating, Yin'er ran to the counter, took out her pouch, and said sweetly.

"Five taels of silver."

The shopkeeper replied listlessly.

Yin'er took out a coin from her pouch and handed it over. "Uncle Shopkeeper, what's wrong?"

"I'm going bankrupt." The shopkeeper was in a terrible mood.

"Oh."

Yin'er answered, turned around, and prepared to leave.

The shopkeeper raised his head and asked in confusion, "Aren't you going to ask why?"

"Why should I ask?"

A puzzled look rose in Yin'er's large eyes. "I can't help anyway."

The shopkeeper was speechless. What powerful logic.

There were strange people every year, but this year there were especially many. One unpredictable Tower Master was already enough to give him a headache. Now there was also a young man who had spoken fewer than ten sentences in three days, along with a girl whose words could choke someone to death. Was he still supposed to run a business?

"Yin'er, big sister is going out to buy rouge and powder. Do you want to come?" Red Luan descended from upstairs, her face still veiled, and asked gently.

"Yes!"

Yin'er's eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously.

"Wait for me!"

With that, Yin'er thumped up to the second floor, knocked on the door of the Heaven-class room, and called sweetly, "Ning Chen, I'm going to buy rouge and powder with Sister Red Luan!"

With a creak, the door opened. Ning Chen looked at the girl before him and asked, "Do you still have silver?"

"Yes."

Yin'er took out her pouch and shook it.

Ning Chen waved his hand, took out a small gold ingot, placed it in the girl's brocade pouch, and said softly, "Go on."

Yin'er smiled happily and ran downstairs.

On a street in Golden Radiance City that