"Sister Yin, the two of us need five hundred taels."
Sang Yin nodded, took out the silver bills from her purse, counted four of them worth one hundred taels, and the rest were small change. After counting for a long time, she still lacked more than forty taels.
"Sister Yin, please check to see if there are any more." Lin Hui was a little anxious.
Sang Yin shook her head: "That's all I have."
Lin Hui handed over four hundred and fifty taels of silver: "Manager, take a look..."
"Miss, we don't take credit here. If you have money, stay. If you don't, leave." The manager looks like a kind person, but being kind here does not mean being a good person.
Lin Hui was embarrassed and looked at Sang Yin.
"Or, let's go." Sang Yin had never felt so distressed.
Lin Hui's gaze lingered on her wrist: "Sister Yin, your bracelet should be worth less than forty taels."
Sang Yin lowered her head and placed her other hand on the bracelet: "This bracelet is my grandmother's dowry and cannot be mortgaged."
"We'll redeem him when we meet Master Qin."
"Hui'er, I won't ask Mr. Qin for money." Sang Yin frowned.
Seeing this, Lin Hui pouted, feeling a little aggrieved: "Sister Yin, that's not what I meant."
"It's better not to look at it." Sang Yin was about to go out and reached out to take the money.
Lin Hui retracted her fingers.
Sang Yin frowned at her.
Lin Hui held the money tightly in her hand and was silent for a few minutes. She took off the red rope around her neck. A small amulet was hanging from the red rope. She took out a jade pendant from the amulet.
She placed the money and the jade pendant on the table and said, "I'll use this jade pendant to pay for the remaining silver. Manager, do you think it's feasible?"
The steward reached out and picked it up, rubbed it between his fingers, looked at it carefully, and nodded: "Okay."
"Hui'er, isn't that jade pendant your family heirloom? What's wrong with you?" Sang Yin was a little surprised.
Lin Hui heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and smiled: "For Sister Yin's future, even if Hui'er is forced to stay here, Hui'er is willing."
When Sang Yin heard this, the slight dissatisfaction in her heart quietly dissipated, her eyes turned slightly red, and her heart was deeply touched.
"Take the two girls to the dark room." The steward called the servants.
The attendant stepped forward and said, "Please."
"Hui'er..."
"Sister Yin, let's go." Lin Hui looked up and smiled.
This smile made Sang Yin feel guilty. Lin Hui had taken out all her heirlooms for her, but she couldn't bear to part with her bracelet...
Lin Hui smiled, noticing the guilt in her eyes, and the smile on her lips widened.
The two followed the attendant around to the stairs at the back. The stairs led down and there were stone walls on both sides.
Because it was going downwards, away from the light outside, there were candles hanging on the walls, but they were spaced far apart, so they were of little use in the passage.
The further down you go, the stronger the smell becomes.
Lin Hui hugged Sang Yin's arms tightly, feeling a little scared.
"How far is it, little brother?" Sang Yin's heart was also beating fast.
"It's right down there."
The two of them walked slowly down the dimly lit stairs, going down a few floors. They heard noisy sounds and the sounds of weapons, but even more clearly they heard excited shouts.
There is a dark room on the first floor, where the price is fifty taels a day.
Fifty taels of silver could get you a room in a high-end restaurant, but in Bermuda, all you could sleep in was a bunk bed.
Almost all the people from all walks of life were crowded together. The dark room could accommodate two hundred people. The people from the underworld did not care about privacy and slept on the floor.
Fighting and killing are a long-standing issue among the people in the martial arts world. In the eyes of those people, there is nothing more practical than swords and knives.
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