Chapter 787: How Long Will It Take to... Die

"You witless fool, can't you see who you're dealing with? It's just a few taels of silver, do you really think my Master, the National Teacher, can't afford it? Servant, pay him!"

"No, no, I wouldn't dare..."

The waiter hurriedly apologised, but still accepted the silver that the butler took from a servant's hand.

He wouldn't dare, but if he did not collect their meal costs, he would have to pay it himself. Other customers might be negotiable, but these two young ladies had ordered no less than eleven of their wine house's signature roast chickens, he simply couldn't afford it.

"Miss, please."

Having paid the silver, the butler ushered Lin Caisang away.

...

Not long after, Lin Caisang arrived at the National Teacher's Manor.

She, accompanied by her black panther, was arranged to stay in one of the courtyards by the butler. However, she bluntly rejected it.

"Miss, what do you... mean by this?" The butler asked her, a troubled look on his face.