But Ye Moxun had many more options. He could take the imperial examinations to become an official, teach and educate people, draw portraits of criminals for the government, or at the very least, copy books for others.

"Ah Xun, you're amazing! I'm truly impressed. Could you draw one for Ah Heng and Shuang'er too? I'll carry it with me and look at it every day." Song Tantan's eyes sparkled. She already knew Ah Xun was a skilled painter, but she hadn't thought of that before.

"Okay, I'll draw them when I have time. I need to draw our Ah Heng and Shuang'er in more detail," Ye Moxun said with a smile in his eyes.

Because she had just had another nightmare, Song Tantan was too scared to sleep alone anymore and asked Ye Moxun to stay with her. Now she knew that the reason for the nightmare had nothing to do with the inn, and that she had wrongly blamed the original innkeeper. Who would have thought that it was these embroidered shoes that caused the trouble.

Sigh, I knew she shouldn't have bought the embroidered shoes; it's a mistake that will haunt her forever.

The next day, after handing the portrait to Zhang Wujin, Song Tantan and Ye Moxun went to the pawnshop in the south of the city. According to Zhang Wujin's description, the owner of this pawnshop was the most ruthless person in the entire Changye City, and had done the most bad things. Naturally, they would go to him first.

As soon as Song Tantan entered, a young boy greeted her, "Sir, are you here to buy something or to pawn something?"

"Where is your manager?" Song Tan asked bluntly.

The boy, who had been smiling, stopped smiling upon hearing her words and replied with a hint of disdain, "Our manager is very busy; not just anyone can see him."

Song Tantan seemed not to understand what he was saying and emphasized again, "Call your manager out, we need to talk to him, hurry up."