Thirteen years ago
Passerby Taoist priest: Boy, your life is very bad. You have no wife, no children, and no money.
An Ruoxu: Then what do I have?
Passerby Taoist priest: A big disaster.
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Three months to less than thirteen years later
An Ruoxu: The Taoist priest is sincere and I don't want to be bullied.
Chu Zhaoyun: Pay the rent, pay the rent, pay the rent, pay——
An Ruoxu: Stop shouting, I'll give you twice as much! (I can live for another three months, but if you call Shen Mufeng, I will be gone in the world in three days.)
Chu Zhaoyun: Oh, you rich man, let me search you to see how much you still have.
An Ruoxu: Mom, I don't want to stay here. Forget it, I'd better go find Shen Mufeng and beg him to let me go.