Wang Hao tossed a money pouch, filled to the brim with crystal coins.
Zhou Tingyu was still standing there, dumbfounded and unmoving.
"After Elder Wu is buried, go to... hmm... report my name at the resort's reception, I've booked a room for you there.
By then, I'll have Chen Yuennan come find you, she'll arrange a decent job for you."
Wang Hao thought for a moment, then took out a purple crystal coin, looked around, and finally placed it on the tattered, narrow bed before quietly leaving.
It's not that he didn't want to give Zhou Tingyu more crystal coins.
Too much wealth can bring trouble to an innocent man; if she had too much, she wouldn't be able to keep it.
With this money, even if she did nothing, she could live comfortably for a few years.
Then have Chen Yuennan find her a job, ensuring she has no worries about food and clothing.
It's a small comfort in remembrance of Wu Zicheng.
