She slipped away quietly. Even after all this time, the trauma from that snake tail still cast a heavy shadow over her.
Yin Zhan stood alone at the street corner, silent.
After a moment, Su Ye glanced back at him.
She then ran back toward him.
Reaching him, Su Ye pulled out five money pouches and handed them to Yin Zhan.
"I have to leave the Imperial City for a while, probably for about a month. This money is for you to buy pastries. Go back to No.1 Heavenly Building and find Song Jue and the others.
If you run into any difficult problems you can't handle, go to the Prince Mansion and find Fei Chen."
Yin Zhan showed no intention of taking the money. He took a step back and simply replied,
"Mm."
Bathed in moonlight, the cloaked Yin Zhan's slender figure exuded a cold, grim aura.
He had no intention of taking the money; after all, he had earned it to give to Su Ye.
Having replied, he was about to leave.
But Su Ye clearly didn't want him to leave penniless.
