"Alright!"
Nangong Yi agreed in one go, "I'll give you that along with what I owe you from last time."
"Pop—"
Cai Wei laughed unreservedly, "Forget about it. Asking you for money, what could you possibly give me? Don't think I'm not aware that you're nothing but a fake tycoon, all show and no go. The bit of silver you get from your princely stipend is barely enough to feed your dead men, grease the wheels in court, and buy people's hearts. Where would you find such an exorbitant amount of silver?"
"My lady, are you saying your husband is a hollow tiger of a fake rich man? Are you ridiculing your husband for being poor?"
With narrowed enchanting eyes and a slight hook of his thin lips, Nangong Yi wore a smile that wasn't quite a smile, as if sharpening his knife with great relish.
This is bad, danger!
