In the small courtyard.
Mr. Lu was busy preparing herbal medicine.
Lv Tang squatted in the corner with a complex expression.
After setting down a medicinal ingredient, Mr. Lu couldn't help himself and raised his head to say, "Why don't you go back to your room instead of being an eyesore here?"
"It's too stuffy in the room, makes it easy to get agitated," Lv Tang said sullenly.
"Isn't it just a loss of some Silver Tael?" Mr. Lu said helplessly, "You're after all a Martial Artist of the Refining Essence Realm, still fretting over that little money."
"That was for getting a wife," Lv Tang said angrily, "Money is a small matter, but I always feel like it's the wife that I have lost."
"You agreed to the gamble; you must accept the loss," said Mr. Lu.
"I was winning at first," Lv Tang became even more annoyed.
"Now you've lost," Mr. Lu added.
"Don't you know how to comfort someone?" Lv Tang felt indignant.