When Yelin walked out of the Treasure Pavilion, he felt as though he had been ruthlessly drained and hollowed out. Hearing the sweet, alluring call of the beautiful Junior Sister, Yelin could only offer a bitter smile and run away as fast as he could, without once looking back.
"It’s true," Yelin sighed toward the sky after leaving the market. "Wealth is always fleeting; only poverty is an eternal destiny."
He was right; he was poor again.
Chapter 42