Once on the street, Li Xianyun looked at Ali and said, "Where do you live? I'll have someone take you home."
Ali replied dispiritedly, "Thank you, young master, my home is very close. I can walk back."
His home was in the East Market, which was far away. He had troubled the young master enough already, how could he impose further?
Of course, Li Xianyun knew he was lying. The West Market was expensive real estate – how could he, penniless and destitute, afford to live there?
"You're in no shape to walk back. If you collapse on the road, that would be a real problem. You must not only think of yourself but also of your family," Li Xianyun said.
Ali had no choice but to admit, "My home is in the East Market, a good distance from here."
Li Xianyun turned to Bater and said, "Bater, rent a carriage."
Ali hurriedly said, "You've already been troubled enough, how could I impose on you any further?"
Li Xianyun replied, "Your health is what's important, don't be polite."
