Ancient Wen Heng had thought the lad would put up a bit more of a fight, but just as he was about to head out, the boy instantly changed his mind.
"Seventh Uncle, in that case, I'll wait and go back with you all. I'll work here for a while longer; that way, I can earn more Silver Taels to take back."
Without turning back, Ancient Wen Heng gave a silent nod in tacit approval.
Inside the room, Jin Qianqian gently shook her head. 'That boy thought he was being clever, trying to gain an advantage. But look at him now, he walked right into Wenheng's trap.'
Ancient Wen Heng was surprised to see a few familiar figures as soon as he reached the summit.
They gave him a friendly nod first. Ancient Wen Heng smiled back before hurrying away. He had been delayed at home, and if he didn't pick up the pace, Mr. Nan would likely be arriving soon.
Once the newcomer had departed, Shan Ke'an collapsed onto the ground, all decorum forgotten. "Do I have to climb like this every single day?"
