"No, Your Highness, I've been cooped up at home these days, not doing anything at all."
"Right, right, I did do one big thing, a really great thing," saying this, Marquis Xuanping immediately raised his head, speaking with visible arrogance.
"A really great thing? Come now, tell me what kind of great thing it is." Mu Rufeng's expression grew darker.
"That eunuch Liu Ming truly doesn't treasure silver, actually disbursing eight million taels of condolence money to those dead Qiu Ba."
"That's a whole eight million taels, how much wealth has our Li Family accumulated over generations? How can it be given to those Qiu Ba."
"That's why I had people take back seven million taels. Your Highness, right now, you're in need of silver to continue recruiting troops and buying horses, these seven million can support Your Highness's comeback!"
Upon saying this, Marquis Xuanping had already stood up, extremely excited, as if he had done a tremendous service.
