Hao Xuan shook his head without hesitation, "No thanks. I'm sure you can find any number of other- 'more qualified' slaves to do your bidding."
'Anyone with that much money is trouble and I already have enough on my plate,' he thought.
But Ji Yan couldn't believe her ears, "WHAT?! WHAT KIND OF A SLAVE DOESN'T WANT GOLD?!"
"This one," he casually replied.
"HAVE YOU LOST YOUR SENSES?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH-" she continued screaming and found herself out on the street the next moment as a result of it.
"Be glad I don't take my clothes back. Get lost and never come back here!"
Hao Xuan slammed the proverbial door in her face before sitting back down next to the fire, waiting and listening.
Once he heard her angry little footsteps go towards the city he let out a heavy-hearted sigh of relief. Now it was just him and the fading warmth of the campfire that was quickly running out of wood to burn.