Hua Jinhuan felt a headache coming on as he watched Master Mo walk out with Master Xiao Wu, who was wearing servant's clothes taken from who-knows-where. They even changed their clothes to match their family's—weren't they being too brazen!
And there was another one who hadn't come out of the room yet; he single-handedly smashed the profligates that rushed up to him to the ground.
That's right, smashed them!
Amidst the bang-bang from inside the room, Hua Jinhuan calmly took out a small golden abacus from behind his waist, his long, lacquer-stained fingers swiftly flicking across the keys.
He had to calculate these losses precisely to reclaim them!
"Master Mo, brawling comes with a cost. Surely, you need to leave something behind?" Hua Jinhuan spoke lightly from behind Ah Jiu.
Ah Jiu's steps halted as he turned around.
