It must be a large sum of money; otherwise, Mingxiu wouldn’t have bothered to talk about it. Ai Hui was now as poor as a church mouse. He didn’t even remember how much money he owed, and even worse, daily consumables such as Twilight Cocoons, herbs, materials, and manpower were driving up his costs every day.

He strongly felt that training was akin to burning money.

Why didn’t he feel so before? Well…that was probably because his previous so-called training was far from the standard.

If so, then life was hard for elementalists, too. Hmmm… maybe not. Not everyone was as poor as him.

If one had too many debts, then they would no longer worry about it. Ai Hui didn’t bother to think about his debts further—rather, he didn’t dare think about it.

The reason why he had just refused Mingxiu’s proposal was that he wanted to study his hand palaces further. Ai Hui was still excited about the fact that both his hand palaces were activated at the same time, and he didn’t want to was