You little scoundrel, daring to swing a few punches at him.
The sense of crisis that had long been pressing on his heart finally lifted, and Liang Qu felt elated.
With a bulging money pouch clinking with small silver coins, he was in even higher spirits and couldn't resist the urge to buy something upon encountering the bustling Pingyang Town.
As they happened to pass by a cloth shop, Liang Qu asked his two martial brothers to wait for a moment while he went in to buy two sets of ready-made cotton clothes.
Nowadays, just the cotton alone cost three hundred cents per jin, and for a tall person, a long garment required three jin of cotton. Two outer garments and one undershirt ended up costing Liang Qu just over three taels.
The clothes his martial brothers gave him were too good, and he found them too precious to wear for his daily sweaty martial arts practice. It was more practical to choose two sets of cheaper, replaceable clothes.
