"I have money," Pei Ye said.
"What money do you have left? Are you going to sell that little courtyard of yours?" Master Huang said. "I went to Cheng Feng's house the day before yesterday, and his parents said you'd given all your money away. You don't know how money can hem you in until you leave home. Once you're somewhere without a soul you know, and no money in your hands, every step will be a struggle, understand? That means even taking a single step will be hard."
"I borrowed twenty taels from someone," Pei Ye said. "I only need to keep one or two. Use the rest to take the children out to see the world. I remember you discussed taking us to watch once when I was their age, didn't you? In the end, there wasn't enough money, and we never went."
"Who did you borrow it from?"
"He's gone back to the Divine Capital."
"..." Master Huang fell silent for a while. "Let me think this over some more. I'll go list the expenses first."
With that, he turned and strode back inside, leaving Pei Ye and Chang Zhiyuan there.
"What place does Master Huang say you can reach?" Kindly wrinkles creased the old man's face as he smiled.
"The top eight, he said," Pei Ye replied.
"Haha, and what do you say yourself?"
"I think... the top four."
"Oh?" Chang Zhiyuan looked slightly surprised. "So modest now?"
"You asked what place I could reach, not what place I wanted to take."
"Haha, then I suppose I don't need to ask what place you want." Chang Zhiyuan smiled, then sobered a little and sighed softly. "Actually, if you ask me, you could stop fighting once you reach the top sixteen."
"Why?"
"Because you're so talented," Chang