Hey! Let Me Tell You a Story!

After traveling for two days and one night, the group had finally followed Ning Caichen along the official road all the way to Jinhua City, stopping to rest now and then. Almost every one of them looked utterly exhausted.

It had to be said that this seemingly frail scholar, despite carrying a bamboo basket on his back, showed even greater endurance on a long journey than the physically robust Kunlun Slave among them.

Truly, one could not judge a person by appearances.

After paying several copper coins each as an "entry fee," the group finally realized that among the various seemingly random "identities" the Main God had given the participants along with their changed appearances and clothing, almost all of them came with quite a few pieces of silver and copper in their luggage.

Money really did come in handy!

Without interfering too much with the plot, they merely came up with a way to send some people out to buy clean food, water, flint, and other sundries.

Then they hid nearby and watched as the scholar Ning, just as the plot dictated, went to collect a debt, only to lose his proof when the account book was soaked by the rain. The shopkeeper threw him out on the spot, and he eventually stood on the street looking utterly dejected, asking everyone he came across about it.

"In this situation—shouldn't we go up and help him now, to raise our favorability with the character?"

"No. It's best not to do that. Ning Caichen has to fail to collect the debt and have no money on him. Only when he's driven into a corner will he be forced to take the risk of staying at Lanruo Temple outside the city walls. That's the most reasonable development."

One of the two Daoists