In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
"Nine hundred big money?"
Beside the fields in Beiyuan Village, the Seventh Princess couldn't believe her eyes when she opened the money pouch Lin Yue had sent and couldn't help but ask, "How did you earn this? Can you really make nine hundred big money in a month?"
"Luck." Lin Yue shook his head.
He was muttering to himself, was nine hundred big money really that much?
This month, he had caught two rather precious and rare prey, a large patch of rare herbs, and even found a bag of what seemed to be fortuitous relics, but in the end, they only sold for eight hundred money.
However, he still had five hundred big money on him.
This was the money he got from robbing bandits. With his strength, even a hundred ordinary bandits weren't much of a threat to him; he could rob them back.
As long as he didn't kill anyone, just robbing, the bandits wouldn't dispatch a large number of people to hunt him down.
