After repaying the money he owed to Mistress and making some calculations, he would be left with just two hundred and sixty thousand yuan.
But looking at Manager Li’s facial expression, Ai Hui guessed that the sword he had was an extraordinary sword. Otherwise, he would not look so smug. It would be a lie if Ai Hui said he was not curious; being an experienced veteran, Ai Hui knew the importance of a good weapon. He was still using a borrowed military-grade grass sword from the manor’s guard after his Sawtooth Grass Sword was spoilt.
Ai Hui could not contain himself and said, “Do not try to fool me using an ordinary weapon.”
While Master and Mistress felt that the situation would not worsen, Ai Hui was still worried. The eruption of the blood poison epidemic was too ferocious and it did not help that the response from the Induction Ground was too slow. Ai Hui had an extremely acute sense for danger after struggling in the Wilderness for such a long period of time.
