Ziyue and Xiaotuanzi suddenly realized, but when they heard about the five hundred taels, they looked at each other in bewilderment.

The little dumpling lowered its head, looking somewhat sad. "Master, but I only have three hundred taels!"

Upon hearing that the little dumpling had three hundred taels, Zhang Fulong suppressed a laugh and coughed, saying, "Three hundred taels it is. As long as the sincerity is there, that's fine. I was just testing you."

The little girl was overjoyed. She quickly took out three hundred taels of silver notes and presented them with both hands, saying, "Master, here you go."

Zhang Fulong accepted the silver note with a serious expression, his eyes almost overflowing with laughter. He coughed while clenching his fist, "Little dumpling, you will be the Great Protector of Longhu Temple from now on. You must be down-to-earth and not let down my trust."

The little dumpling patted his chest and assured, "Please rest assured, Abbot, with me here, anyone who dares to provoke Dragon Tiger Temple will be sure to come and never return!"

Looking at the silly little girl in front of him, Zhang Fulong nodded seriously, "Not bad, not bad. Ziyue, your senior brother hasn't returned yet. Let the little dumpling stay in your senior brother's room for now, and we'll arrange another room for her later."

"Yes, Master." Ziyue nodded with a smile, happy that the little dumpling had passed the test.

Zhang Fulong hid the three hundred taels of silver notes in his sleeve and said solemnly, "Ziyue, I need to go into seclusion. I'll leave the Taoist temple in your care."

"Uh-huh!"

Ziyue nodded obediently.

Zhang Fulong turned and went back to his room. Looking at the three hundred taels of silver notes in his hand, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Zhang Fulong had no idea that these three hundred taels were the same three hundred taels that Hua Ying hadn't given him back then. After going around in circles, these three hundred taels finally ended up in his hands.