Chapter Forty-Three: Raging Waves
By the time Li Yan took the bus back to the funeral home, it was already dark. The street was filled with white rolling shutters, with only a few lights still on. According to the previous arrangement, in fifteen minutes, Xue Wenhai and Ye Shiru would personally come here to pick up the pawned Wenle.
Wenle sat in a chair in the corner of the room, his head drooping motionless.
Qian Wu, who was on duty outside, withdrew his gaze and said to Li Yan, "My fellow apprentice is very arrogant; in a bet he's certain of, he'd follow through to the end, even at the cost of his own life. With the Heavenly Yi Noble assisting him, he has stood unscathed to this day, never having lost once."
Upon hearing this, Li Yan asked in return, "Mr. Wu, if you're so confident in him, why did you stay behind to help me?"
Qian Wu pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Because, I bet that you are the once-in-a-century Sanqi Noble."