Closing Doors

Inside the cottage, Zi Hua Shang suppressed the sadness she felt and said, "Please wait. I will divide up my storage pouch."

Then, she took out half of the objects and wealth in the storage bag and handed them to Ling Xian.

However, just as she was about to take out even more, Ling Xian shook his head, "There is no need. Even though Headmaster wants me to have them, I do not lack money. You probably would find more use for them than me."

"That’s no good. My father wanted you to have them. Why would I disobey?" Zi Hua Shang shook her head lightly and stubbornly persisted for Ling Xian to take it.

"You…"

Ling Xian helplessly smiled. How much wealth has the House of Zi Yang accumulated over the years? Without a doubt, it’s an astronomical number. Even if it’s only half, it is probably an unimaginably large amount.

Any cultivator would agree to this right away. However, Ling Xian was wealthy enough. Plus, he doesn’t care much for materialistic objects.