Qu Tan'er, stiff with resolve, puffed out her chest and turned to stride away.
But she had barely taken two steps—
"Young Master, didn't you say you urgently needed some money?"
"Oh right, can I borrow some?" Qu Tan'er turned back, glanced outside, and noted the time was already late. She did not want to waste any more time. If she returned even a bit late, a certain someone would get anxious.
"If you wish, you can ask for it anytime."
"..." She touched the two bottles of elixir, feeling too embarrassed to bring them out again. After all, it was one thing to be given someone else's property, but using it to sell back to them, even she could not muster the cheek for that. How could she put it? She still owed a favor to the Qu Clan. Sigh.
Soon, the housekeeper handed her 1.5 million Gold Coins.
"Alright, consider me, Qu Tan'er, indebted to you. I will repay it later," Qu Tan'er accepted without any pretense, "I will take my leave now."
