"Young Master Zhou?" the pageboy urged him to take it quickly.
Zhou Siran hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took the silver. He weighed it casually in his hand—about ten taels. "Please thank your mistress for me. After the martial examinations, I will be sure to repay her generosity."
The pageboy was stunned. How could this man be so dense? Didn't he know he should thank the young lady personally? What a golden opportunity to throw away!
Chapter 31