"To me, wealth is just a material thing. If it can make Master Xia happy, never mind one building—even ten buildings would be nothing." After a brief pause, Ning Jiacheng continued, "So please, Master Xia, you must accept this building."
Although he spoke with excitement, these were Ning Jiacheng's true feelings.
If Xia Liang were willing to grant him three more years of life, he would give away ten buildings without a second thought.
But Xia Liang didn't respond directly. Instead, he smiled faintly and took a sip of tea.
