Although Grant had left Xia Xu unsure whether to laugh or cry, he actually did stop at a bank along the way and transfer fifty thousand to him.
In truth, Grant had probably just been joking. His main reason for coming today had been to remind him to stay safe; otherwise, he would not have waited so long to bring it up.
Still, it was something he had promised. Friendship was friendship, and business was business. Since it was a deal, he had to see it through.
Had it been another acquaintance, Xia Xu might not have bothered and simply owed them a favor instead. But Grant really was strapped for cash, so he naturally had to pay what he owed. He had genuinely forgotten about it before.
"Ugh, now I only have fifty or sixty thousand left in my account. Why does the more I earn, the less money I seem to have?"
Glancing at his balance, Xia Xu sighed. After leaving the bank, he stopped for dinner before heading home.
The first thing he did upon getting home was find Uncle Luo to continue his regular combat training.
He had kept up his twice-daily morning and evening training throughout this period. But after gaining an initial grasp of close combat with the help of the Mechanical Centipede Spine and the Superbrain Drug last Saturday, his training had gradually shifted to basic conditioning and sparring.
Thanks to the Superbrain Drug, he had already committed a vast number of combat techniques to memory. All he lacked now was physical fitness and practical experience.
The combat ability he currently possessed was actually built to a large extent on the Superbrain Drug.
Without the brain overclocking state brought on by the Superbrain Drug, he struggled to find enough time to think and