Chapter 175

Chapter 175

The owner is selling this shop for eight hundred thousand silver taels, and its non-negotiable. Renting isnt worth it as it costs two hundred thousand silver taels monthly.

Eight hundred thousand!? I barely loaned a million taels from old man Chor after so much trouble, and half of that is meant to be paid to the Cloud Palace for the first term! Even if I rent this place, Ill still need to refurbish it, buy various forging equipment All that costs money! Even after buying the equipment, with my current bodily condition, I dont think I can earn enough school fees for the second term in time

Chui Yims facial expression matched his thoughts, frowning and gritting his teeth repeatedly.

This made Tse On laugh. Little brother Chui, money is something the Tse Clan doesnt lack But a small hand blocked his face immediately as he spoke.

No need, uncle Tse. Ive just borrowed a huge sum and dont intend to spend my entire life paying back debts. Are there any other shops I can choose from?

Of course, just come with me, little brother. Tse On smiled without insisting.

Tse On drove the night wolf coach around South Imperial City. They visited four shops, but Chui Yim had yet to find one he was pleased with.

As evening cast her dusky gown, South Imperial City turned orange with the setting sun. Tse On alighted the coach with Chui Yim behind him, arriving at a small lake. Yes, a small lake within the city!

Chui Yim wasnt surprised for too long as he viewed the South Imperial City as its own city-state. Despite not having a protective formation that maintained the weather year-round like the Evergreen Palace, the chillness and heavy snow in the city was still reduced greatly.

It was a gorgeous scenery; the lake glistened under the setting sun as fine snowflakes fell.

This is the Wandering Sons Lake, Tse On introduced as he enjoyed the scenery. Its named as such because its a tributary of the Mother River. Its water passes through several water sources of the South Imperial City. Of course, the city has multiple other lakes too.

This location is quite far from the Evergreen Palace and most clans, thus it isnt a crowded area. Most shops here are inns, restaurants and calligraphy shops. There are hardly any weapon shops or auctions selling gliph-related provisions.

They arrived at a courtyard as Tse On continued his introduction of the surrounding area to Chui Yim. It was a small courtyard with two messy willow trees at the side of the door, showing that it was unmaintained. The place was filled with weeds that covered the entrance.

He finally placed the brush down and looked up. Any news on the necrogliphism cultivator that appeared in Southern Ping? he asked solemnly.

The countless memorials on his table were on every important matter that happened in the world, while the brush in his hand was like the hand of God that decided how things would proceed.

Anything that could distract Lam Chun from the truly important matters was something with great significance.

And necrogliphsm was one of them.

In front of him stood a middle-aged man dressed in black. It was none other than Lam Chuns new shadow. Reporting to Your Majesty. Necrogliphism cultivators rebel against the worlds natural order by controlling the dead. As a result, they turn into a puddle of black liquid immediately after their death. No matter how fast the Southern Ping cultivators were, they only managed to preserve the cultivators arm its difficult to find their operating base with just that arm.

Look through everything thoroughly and dont miss anything. Necrogliphism has stayed hidden for thousands of years and only reappeared recently. I feel like the world will soon be turned upside down. Lam Chun shook his head.

Yes, Your Majesty.

Okay, you may leave and wait for me at the door.

Wait for him at the door? The shadow was confused by Lam Chuns instructions, but he could only stand outside the World Observatory Hall obediently. He was aware of his identity. Unlike Kan Hang, who was like Lam Chuns brother, he was just a servant, and would only ever be his servant.

Creak.

Lam Chun pushed the door open and walked out, his dark blue hair tied neatly at the back of his head. What was so striking about the Lam imperial family was their dark blue hair which represented their status. The Lam family members never allowed others to touch their hair casually, like how only Lam Chuns late mother, the current empress Lee Fei Yin and Sit Ting had the right to touch his hair.

Your Majesty, do you need transport? Looking at how Lam Chun poised himself, his shadow probed.

Of course. Im going to meet my old friend one last time, Lam Chun said as sorrow swam in his eyes.