The new house was nice in every way, except that it was too big. Sounds from other rooms couldn’t reach him, and the place was deathly quiet, save for the faint glow of an oil lamp. Feeling a bit bored on his own, Zhao Yan stared blankly at the dim light for a while before heading to bed.
Having been exhausted all day, he fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow, with no need to worry about the discomfort of a strange bed.
Early the next morning, Zhao Yan tidied himself up. He had already prepared the three hundred taels of silver in advance, all in the form of banknotes, which he kept tucked securely against his body. For safety’s sake, he reached out to touch the spot where they were hidden every now and then along the way, terrified of pickpockets.
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