Chapter 2.2: Tiger Falling

　　Ye Xuan opened his eyes wide.

　　Did he hear that wrong?

　　The Spirit Strengthening Pill increases one’s own spirit energy. One pellet costs one hundred silver taels while three pellets cost three hundred silver taels. The Hundred Years Old Blood Ginseng was worth one hundred thousand silver taels.

　　Ye Xuan could not believe how stingy his uncle became after he lost all hopes of recovering his nephew’s cultivation. He could not even bother to give him a mere pellet worth one hundred silver taels?!

　　What was that?!

　　Ye Xuan did not say much. His teeth clenched—looking like a tiger bullied by a dog. He could slap the treasure house manager’s face with just one hand before, but now it was not so.

　　The tables have turned.

　　Now the treasure house’s manager could stab him to death with a finger.

　　“When I recover my strength, I’ll teach you a lesson! I’ll remember this!” Ye Xuan noted the grudge down in his heart. He’ll remember the treasure house manager’s loathsome look—he’ll engrave it in his mind.

　　However, if he’s unable to recover even half of his strength, then all that he’d done would be in vain.

　　Sighing inwardly, Ye Xuan returned to his room and began pondering over his current predicament carefully.

　　Not long after, a manly figure walked into the courtyard.

　　Seeing the figure up close, Ye Xuan shouted his name. “Uncle!”