After taking care of business at Louguan Tower, Li Fan felt utterly bewildered. To be on the safe side, he cleared Kun's debt once again—three hundred tofu tickets for three hundred dan of tofu. It nearly made him spit blood.
It's not as if Li Fan was short on cash now, but could it really be normal to consume enough tofu to spend eighteen thousand gold drachmas? Last time at Cloud Platform Peak, he had already paid off the debt! And it had only been a few months since then—what the hell!!
Okay, so Master Xue had already explained to him that in the past two years since he left Bamboo Mountain, Kun hadn't just consumed the forty thousand dan of his rice stipend, but had also ended up owing the tower twenty thousand dan. At that time, the settlement was done with grains, and soon after, he made a profit of one hundred thousand gold drachmas, worth a billion coins. So Li Fan hadn't really cared much about it.
