Having collected gold and silver from five different places in one go, Nan Zhi, being incredibly wealthy, immediately threw Cherry another gold bar.

Cherry happily picked it up.

He looked at the room filled with gold bars, and one gold bar was squeezed out because it couldn't fit.

Cherry slowly moved away, trying to avoid her owner's gaze.

If you don't want me to throw you away like trash, then go pick you up.

Cherry turned her head away, looking aggrieved, and sat down on the ground.

"Master, please have pity on me."

As he spoke, he secretly slipped the gold bar into his pocket.

Nanzhi looked at him dangerously, "Give it to me."

"Master! Waaaaaah!"

Nanzhi stared in shock, "Get out of the way!"

No, where did they learn these tantrums and shameless tactics?

"Please have pity on me, Master!"

Nanzhi took the gold bar from his hand and left the space without looking back.

"Where do we go next?" Song Hanyan asked after leaving the space.

Nanzhi seemed to remember something, so she turned and went to the clothing store.

Now that she has money, she's not afraid to spend it.

The shop assistant looked at the two poor slobs who came in with disdain.

"Two poor bastards again."

Seriously, these days anyone can walk into their shop.

But for the sake of the store's reputation, he walked over with a long face.

"What do you want? Coarse linen clothing? We don't have any in our shop."

Song Hanyan frowned, but just as he was about to argue, Nanzhi stopped him.

His eyes were filled with anger as he hid behind Nanzhi.

The servant chuckled, surprised to find that the man was henpecked.

The shopkeeper came out and said, "Mu Cheng, greet the guests. Do you still want your monthly wages?"

Mu Cheng responded obsequiously, then turned to the two of them and said coldly, "Do you want it or not? If not, get out."

Nan Zhi casually pulled a silver ingot from her bosom, and Mu Cheng's eyes widened in surprise.

He rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

The shopkeeper glanced over, immediately handed the customer over to someone else, and walked over with a smile.

"Honored guest, if you need anything, please come upstairs and let us know."

Nanzhi followed him upstairs, and Mucheng followed behind.

The shopkeeper began his introduction, "Seeing that you two have traveled a long way and must be tired, please bring over some stools, serve some tea, and bring over your most fashionable clothes."

"Wait a minute," Nanzhi called out.

The shopkeeper smiled and asked, "What are your requirements, esteemed guest?"

Nan Zhi turned her gaze to Mu Cheng, who was hiding in the corner, and said, "Let him go."

Mu Cheng suddenly shivered.

A short while later, Mu Cheng came up, panting, carrying several shelves.

Nanzhi glanced at it and waved her hand.

The shopkeeper wanted to ask someone else for help, but the customer only allowed Mu Cheng to serve him.

"Distinguished guest, we have plenty of clothes in our warehouse. Shall I send a few more people?"

Nanzhi waved her hand, "No need, I think he's fine."

"When you came in just now, didn't you say that we two were poor and stingy? I think that with our wealth, he should be the one to take care of us."

The shopkeeper choked for a moment, no wonder she was so unforgiving. She was in the right, and even if he wanted to help, he had to wait until the esteemed guest had vented her anger.

After running up and down the stairs more than a dozen times, Mu Cheng finally couldn't take it anymore and sat down on the ground, panting.

"Ancestor, you are my ancestor, I was wrong, okay?"

I thought he was a poor slacker, but it turns out he's not someone to mess with.

The shopkeeper pleaded, "Honorable guest, it was our waiter who was being disrespectful. I apologize to you. How about this: if you spend money here today, we'll give you a 20% discount?"

Nanzhi just wanted to teach him a lesson, because when you're out and about, you should keep your mouth shut.

"I'm letting you off the hook today because I'm beautiful and kind-hearted. If it were anyone else, you'd be in for a beating."

Mu Cheng hurriedly knelt down to express his gratitude.

"Thank you, ancestors!"

The person next to them covered their mouth and laughed.

"Could you get me some of his clothes?"

It turned out that the ancestor was buying clothes for her husband today, and Mu Cheng and the shopkeeper busied themselves with greetings.

Nanzhi bought several nice clothes for the whole family and also bought some linen of different colors to take home.

It cost nearly a hundred taels of silver, but I didn't feel bad at all.

The shopkeeper smiled and saw the person to the door.

"Please come again when you have time, esteemed guest. May I ask your name? If you come to buy clothes again in the future, I can have Mu Cheng deliver them to your residence."

Nanzhi turned around and said, "We are currently fleeing. If you want to see us off, please take us to the city gate."

The shopkeeper's smile froze.

Outside the city gates, however, lay the dwelling place of those refugees.

Besides, the city gates were already closed, so how did they get in?

They even swaggered into the city to buy things.

Are refugees all this rich these days?

The shopkeeper stared at the more than one hundred taels of silver in his hand, completely baffled.

Not long after Nanzhi left, the once quiet street instantly became tense.

The streets were filled with soldiers carrying swords.

Mu Cheng went out to inquire and returned shortly afterward.

"Shopkeeper, something terrible has happened!"

The crowd gathered around, and the shopkeeper pricked up his ears to listen.

Mu Cheng: "Today, the properties under the Qi Prince's mansion were robbed one by one. In total, there are at least five properties, and the loss is more than several hundred thousand taels of silver."

"Excellent!" the shopkeeper exclaimed, slapping the table in approval.

Noticing the astonished looks on his disciples' faces, the shopkeeper changed his tune.

"What a shameless thief!"

Mu Cheng: I doubt you think that way.

They look like they're overjoyed.

......

A large number of government and military personnel appeared in the city, and even if no one came out, the city gates were under stricter martial law.

Song Hanyan said calmly, "It seems that the King of Qi has discovered it."

Such a large-scale operation must mean they've discovered something.

With such heavy losses, King Qi must be having trouble sleeping.

"How about we go and take a look at Prince Qi's residence?"

Song Hanyan's face darkened, thinking that Nanzhi was going to go see that pretty boy again.

He immediately pulled Nanzhi to a deserted place and used his light-footed skill to jump over the city wall.

At this moment, chaos erupted in the Qi Prince's mansion.

The usually calm King Qi discovered that almost all of his private treasury had been stolen.

All the gold, silver and antiques inside had vanished.

The servants ran around.

"Your Highness, the alley in the south of the city has been robbed."

Another person ran up and knelt on the ground, "Your Highness, all the gambling dens in the north of the city have been robbed!"

King Qi was so anxious that he lost his temper.

He was helped into the study and found letters on the table.

Driven by curiosity, he opened the letter.

He glanced at it, and his anger surged, causing him to vomit blood.

"Your Highness!"