Book 16: Chapter 36
While the proprietor rightfully ordered his employee to load up the big cart waiting outside, Song Yanluo sneered, looking forward to Ming Feizhen’s laborious performance.
“What’s so hard about this?” Ming Feizhen remarked with a confident curve on his lips.
It certainly turned out to be a simpler task than Song Yanluo expected. Not long after the order was placed, a cart that a coach and two horses pulled had delivered the purchase to Yan Manor.
“Coach, the two silver taels for you and your horses, ask the young mistress over there for them.”
The ecstatic coach jogged over to Song Yanluo and requested, “Miss, that will be two silver taels.”
At this point, it had dawned on Song Yanluo that Ming Feizhen was a tougher nut to crack than Tang Ye. She failed to charm him, while he had a vice-like grip on her money with his eyes. Howbeit, she was certain she could overcome him.
“I underestimated you,” commented Song Yanluo.
The sharp Ling Jialan only cared for swords, not people. Song Yanluo was equally formidable in combat, but she had an even better head on her shoulders than Ling Jialan.
“I applaud you for being able to resist my charms.”