Inside the martial arts hall.
After introducing the two residences, Cheng Ran asked, "Senior Brother Jiang, do you have any thoughts about either of them?"
Jiang Ning said, "Brother Cheng, take me to see the residence worth one thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight taels. I'm quite interested in it."
Hearing this, Cheng Ran could not help but be startled.
Jiang Ning actually chose to view that residence?
Didn't that mean he could afford it?
That couldn't be possible, could it?
Even my family can't produce that much silver all at once. How could Jiang Ning possibly come up with it?
Could the rumor I heard a few days ago be true?
These thoughts flashed through Cheng Ran's mind in an instant.
Then Cheng Ran said, "Then come with me, Brother Jiang. I'll have a servant contact the owner of that residence right away."
"Thank you for the trouble, Brother Cheng," Jiang Ning said gratefully.
Cheng Ran smiled. "We're friends. Friends helping each other is only natural, so why be so formal?"
Hearing this, Jiang Ning smiled as well.
"Since we're friends, Brother Cheng, don't call me Senior Brother from now on. This is a martial arts hall, not a sect. There's no need to be so formal."
"Alright! I'll do as Brother Jiang says!" Cheng Ran promptly changed how he addressed him.
Afterward.
The two of them headed out of the martial arts hall together.
Along the way, Jiang Ning secretly circulated his qi and blood, and the redness of his skin gradually faded back to normal.
After the time it took to burn an incense stick.
The two appeared before a grand residence beside the Luo River.
At that moment, a middle-aged woman with faint wrinkles already showing around her brows and eyes had been waiting there for some