"Senior Brother," Wang Jingyuan finally said shakily. "I didn't know I was carrying this much money with me on our entire trip."
"It was better that you did not. Neither of us would have been able to sleep if we knew." Liu Xiaochen was shaken too. He remembered how Wang Jingyuan often just tossed her satchel in her inn room, or left it unattended on her seat if she got up from the table while they were eating out. If they had known there was a stack of gold leaves in that satchel, they would have stood guard over that satchel every minute of the day. It probably would have attracted more thieves that way too.
Liu Xiaochen asked the important question: "Junior Sister, what do you plan to do with this much money?"
"Oh, I was going to give it to you. We can use the money for rebuilding Xuanyan Sect." Wang Jingyuan finally tore her gaze away from the gold leaves. "It's enough, right?"
