Now recalling the period when I was the richest, it turned out to be the time just after leaving the Cui Family, when my father-in-law was generous enough to provide for my travels.
Yue Hongling looked at his expression and could guess about seventy to eighty percent, which was quite amusing. Who would have thought that Zhao Changhe, the mighty King Zhao of the Great Han, now ranking tenth on the Heavenly List, might have possessions that amounted to just a few pieces of broken silver, forever carrying a knife, a sword, a bow, and a drink. Whether he should be considered wealthy like the Four Seas or a pauper was uncertain.
Though he could have it whenever he wanted, it seems it doesn't matter, but he never even thought about wanting it. It truly proves that this man's heart has never considered his own private desires... If there's anything, it would be his only flaw of fickleness, and apart from that, Yue Hongling truly wonders if this guy is a saint.
