However, he did not plan to tell her these things, these matters, which he had already put down when he handed over the Prime Minister's seal. There was really no need to say more and cause her additional worry.
"I heard occasionally," said Mu Houchu, "I went personally, to see Old Man Chen, to negotiate a deal with him."
"Ten pieces of silver as salvation money, to be repaid a thousand-fold, ten thousand-fold in ten years' time," Mu Houchu sneered coldly, "Otherwise, do you think a person like Old Man Chen would help someone out of kindness? Just to get his measly ten pieces of silver, one would need to repay him several times over."
Xin He clutched his robe tightly, as if she could sense the difficulties he had gone through in the past, "What was the price you had to pay?"