"Didn't I tell you to go out and find that stupid, rich, weakling...?"
Snap!
"Hmm, you mean I'm just a stupid, rich, and weakling?"
The shop owner looked up in alarm and saw a man clapping his hands, a wicked smile on his face, slowly stepping into the shop.
"You dare to rob someone of your ancestors? Well then, I'll kindly teach you how to rob someone properly!"
brush--
Bang--
Socket—
"Oh my god, heaven and earth, please forgive me..."
"I'll pay! I'll pay!"
A familiar story is unfolding once again.
Only the location has changed from a deserted street to a glamorous brothel...
"Robbery is indeed a good way to make money quickly, and it is worth promoting in certain situations."
Xuan Ting carried newly bought dried vegetables and meat, a bucket of rice in one hand, and two small stoves, a large basket of charcoal, and gel for repairing window and wall cracks in the other. He sighed as he walked back.
The black sword he had been holding, which had been possessed by Tong Su, was now stuck in the vegetable bag.
Tongsu, meanwhile, drifted behind, looking dazed.
What's going on... Isn't this the Crown Prince of the Empire? He's only been with her for a few days, and he's already become so down-to-earth?
Look at how naturally he carries vegetables in one hand and charcoal in the other!
If the emperor, empress, ministers, or subordinates saw this, wouldn't they be so angry that they would faint?
"...Hello? An, Yang An—cough! Um, are you listening?" he said awkwardly. "I just said that we made a new 900,000, and we've already raised half of the money for the boat tickets."
The boy's eyes shone brightly.
On a snowy evening, the sky was still covered with thick clouds, with only the faint light of stars visible through the clouds.
He raised his eyebrows, a bright and elegant smile playing on his lips, his eyes shining like the golden sunlight falling into the mountain mist, reflecting brilliantly across the sky.
I had lofty ambitions, but now I drift aimlessly between lakes and seas.
Occasionally resting in the city wall, I still chase after myself.
A flash of amazement crossed her mind, and Tong Su couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "You're really great, very impressive."
Xuan Ting felt an immediate surge of joy, and his ears even felt hot. He wanted to look up at her, but he was too shy, so he hummed and said, "Of course! Who am I? This little thing is a piece of cake for me."
Young man, full of vigor and high spirits, even if you have suffered setbacks and fallen on hard times, as long as the fire in your heart is not extinguished, you will still be young and spirited, climbing high with yellow flowers on your hat, drunk on the majestic peaks.
"What were you just saying? It sounded so ancient and rustic, was it poetry?"
His tone was unconsciously gentle, and he looked at her expectantly, almost asking, "Are you praising me?"
Tong Su's lips curved into a smile again, and her eyes sparkled with laughter.
This world is technologically advanced, but its cultural heritage from the Earth of yesteryear has long been severed, not to mention the vast sea of ancient poetry that has been lost to time.
"Yes, it's an ancient poem from Earth. I was praising you: 'Strong wings hang low to the clouds, the wind is strong, soaring high, you need no immortal's staff. Observing from the sidelines, your spirit is like that of a god-king. Going to the Han court, the spring light is gentle, you will see Zixu in person without sorrow...'"
"An, An'an, can you teach me this? I... I also want to know what to say to praise you..."
The light on the horizon seemed to have brightened a bit more.
As day breaks and the moon sets and the sun rises, a new day arrives in the blink of an eye.
Early in the morning, a cacophony of voices outside the window startled Xuan Ting, who was in a light sleep. He wrapped himself in his clothes and looked out the window. The snow had stopped, the wind had died down, and the sun was shining brightly in the sky—a rare and beautiful day.
The streets were teeming with people, all rushing toward the distant auction house.
Tong Su controlled her spiritual body to float over leisurely and said, "The deal we did yesterday was a business with no capital. We've already collected enough tickets for the transit station. I think we can skip the auction house."
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