Looking at Master in front of him, Li Huowang gripped his sword with one hand and saluted her solemnly.
"Many thanks for bestowing the sword, Master! As long as I live, I will repay you a thousandfold!"
Li Huowang wasn't much of a talker; rather than what he said, he cared more about what he did.
He was very clear, deep inside, about who treated him well and who meant him harm.
Hearing this, Master Jingxin's tone immediately turned disgruntled.
"Who said I bestowed it upon you? I sold it—don't you even think about dodging the debt! Thirty thousand taels with interest, not a single Wen less, you hear? You have to pay all of it back."
"I know you can't pull out the cash right away, so here's the deal: whenever you have some money, just send it over through the courier station. A thousand taels of gold ain't too much, half a string of copper coin ain't too little—I'll take it all."
