But after arguing with the Steward for a while, the old woman suddenly turned to look at Su Ye.
The old woman walked toward Su Ye, crying. When she reached her, she stretched out a hand and grasped Su Ye's.
"Miss, I can see that you're not someone short on money. My son has already died in the match.
Do you have the heart to take this money? Will your conscience be clear?"
As the old woman spoke, she squeezed Su Ye's hand tightly.
"Why don't you... why don't you distribute this money to those of us who have lost our loved ones? It would give us some comfort, and it would ease your conscience."
Su Ye looked at the old woman, then raised her head to look at the Steward not far away.
Then, she spoke, asking the Steward:
"Where's my money?"
The Steward brought over ten small Spatial Bags and presented them to Su Ye.
"Each bag contains one hundred thousand taels of gold leaves. One million gold leaves in total."
