It's not that Xu Ke is poor; he has money, and quite a bit.
But given his current situation, he really can't touch that money.
If the traitor finds out anything and comes looking for him, with less than 30% of his power restored, he won't be able to handle it and might even implicate the Lin Family.
So, he only had the two hundred thousand from his last con, which is practically his entire fortune.
Booking a room cost him five figures, a spending that, to him now, felt like a knife stab to the heart.
Lying on the soft bed, he finally felt a bit at ease, only for the phone to ring and wake him.
"Sis, what could be so important you have to call in the dead of night? Can't you get some beauty sleep and let me have some peace?"
"Beauty isn't gotten by sleep. Without you, this long night, I can't sleep either!" Park Jiahui chuckled on the other end.
