Then suddenly rushing over, looking up at the sky, the profound Prince Qin murmured: "Damn, two million two hundred seventy thousand taels of silver?!"
"And it's just the first batch?!"
"Damn, I've hit the jackpot, my financial luck is back?!"
Li Guanyi never imagined that just 'escaping' for a moment.
He would encounter such a good thing.
He returned happily, only to see a refined young man at the entrance, dressed in a water-blue gown, hands tucked within his sleeves, his demeanor warm as jade, smiling as he casually chatted with the people, yet seemingly aware of being watched.
This gentleman with warm and gentle eyes looked up.
His smile slowly solidified.
Li Guanyi paused, pretending as if nothing had happened.
Turned, stepped, walked!
But a hand, driven by the frustratingly tight budget, Yan Daiqing placed it firmly on Li Guanyi's shoulder, causing the resolute and invincible Prince Qin to freeze, sweat forming on his forehead.
