Ruo Lin's gaze slowly filled with horror, and she ventured, "You... you stole all that?"
An Yi raised an eyebrow, deeply displeased. "Instructor Ruo Lin, I don't like the sound of that. What do you mean, stole? How could you use such a crude word as 'steal' for something that happened in a place as full of brotherhood as the Black-Corner Region?"
"Clearly, those simple, honest natives of the Black-Corner Region saw that I was a frail newcomer who'd only just arrived. They were afraid I wouldn't settle in, so they lined up to bring me warmth and kindness!"
An Yi leaned back in his chair and sighed from the heart. "Honestly, I spent these past few years wandering around, eating in the wind and sleeping under the open sky, and all the gifts I received put together didn't amount to what I've gotten in these few months in the Black-Corner Region."
"The Black-Corner Region really is something else. Such simple, honest folk. The locals might not speak very nicely, but they're genuinely generous!"
Ruo Lin swallowed, looking strangely at him. "Forgive me for asking... just how much did you steal... oh, no, how much did they 'give' you?"
An Yi set down his teacup and tilted his head back in thought, lightly tapping his fingertips against the table. "That's actually hard to say. I haven't counted carefully, but by my rough estimate, I have about eighty million gold coins in cash right now."
"Over two hundred magic cores below the third tier, more than twenty fourth-tier magic cores, and slightly fewer fifth-tier magic cores-only four."
Counting on his fingers, An Yi continued as though reciting his family's treasures. "Then there's quite a lot of medicinal herbs. I've sorted them all into categories in my storage ring. Altogether, they