“Then I’ll just keep the 3,000 taels of silver Madam Feng gave me last night,” Li Yanchu said casually. “After all, you said you’re not interested in money…“0

“What!?” Bai Hongtu’s eyes lit up, his voice rising with excitement. “We’ve been through thick and thin, and we’re brothers in arms. Any money earned from exorcising evil and saving lives should be split evenly!”0

Li Yanchu shot back, “Didn’t you say you weren’t interested in money?”0

Bai Hongtu frowned. “Did I? I don’t recall saying anything like that.”0

In response, Li Yanchu cupped his hands. “I yield. You win.”0

Although Bai Hongtu came from a wealthy household, Old Master Bai had been strict in managing his second son’s allowance to prevent him from becoming a frivolous playboy.2

Now that Bai Hongtu had arrived in Wei City, his days of indulgence and luxury were all funded by the silver they earned from exorcising spirits, and he was living the dream.0

But as of late,...0