Ma Chengfeng mournfully stated he was impoverished, insisting he would never go to such a money-burning place like the brothel.
Qin Yi smiled slightly, "Ma Chengfeng, you rake in quite a bit of money daily; over time, you've accumulated a considerable fortune, yet I see that your lifestyle remains humble. Why is that?"
"I..." Ma Chengfeng stammered, unable to answer.
Qin Yi observed him with an ambiguous smile.
Feeling uneasy under Qin Yi's gaze, Ma Chengfeng could only laugh awkwardly and say, "Young Master Qin, I am not like you; despite your youth, your cultivation is astounding. But my talent is limited, my cultivation will go no further in this life, so I must save money for retirement."
"You're eighty-seven years old, and as a Qi Refiner at the Body Integration Realm, you'll live well past five hundred. Moreover, your cultivation isn't weak. Saving for retirement now seems a bit premature."
"A wise bird flies first!"
