Zhao Ya was at a loss, torn between laughter and tears, "Are you really short of those few hundred taels of silver?"
"Of course, who isn't? Would you ever complain about having too much silver?" Shang Luoluo replied with a smile.
Zhao Ya was somewhat helpless.
He never had any way to deal with this quirky woman.
"Oh, by the way, now that Wei Hongbin is dead, how do you plan to deal with the Martial Arts Halls that had once pledged allegiance to him?" Shang Luoluo asked.
Zhao Ya immediately understood, smiling subtly, "What, has someone asked you to intercede?"
Shang Luoluo nodded, "Sort of, but you don't have to worry about it, this matter is not related to me. I'm just asking for someone. How to handle it is up to you."
Zhao Ya understood.
Those Martial Arts Halls that had once pledged allegiance to Wei Hongbin couldn't hold on any longer and were trying to test his attitude through this approach.
