It was absolute, and he checked it more than once, at least five times; Xian Wu had one saber, sixteen throwing needles, and five different types of poison, two sets of clothes...then mundane essentials and such.
But the thing Xian Wu didn't have was money!
That was why he robbed Lai Yiteng earlier to buy dumplings. And now it seemed as though Xian Wu had stolen MORE of his money at some point.
Lai Yiteng was extremely suspicious, his gaze on Xian Wu turned colder.
But Xian Wu was oblivious. He skipped over with a big smile, and the first thing he stared at was Lai Yiteng's bare and dusty feet.
"Oh my, Yi'er didn't wear his shoes out. Huh, your feet are so pale...unsettling!" he exclaimed, and Lai Yiteng could smell the stench of alcohol from five feet away. "Come here, over here~ brother will take you back to the inn."
Lai Yiteng frowned. "How much of my money did you use? I told you time and time again that I was saving it for the journey later."
