"Hero Wu, there are always more solutions than difficulties. Disaster relief has always been like this since ancient times. No, in the past, we could always get all our silver back."
"Exactly."
"Exactly."
At this moment, Wu Shan sighed and said, "Actually, this time, someone has already donated three thousand taels."
"That's great news. Someone in our Yu State is so generous and righteous, what a great start!" Master Huang exclaimed in astonishment.
"It's gold." Wu Shan said.
"Gold?"
Hearing this, Master Huang and the others' eyes began to slightly heat up.
"Whose money is this?" someone asked.
"A passing young hero." Wu Shan replied.
"A young hero donated so much? How much will he get back later?"
"He doesn't want it back." Wu Shan said.
"How is that possible! Three thousand taels of gold, who has so much to give away!" the old steward of Yunshan Palace exclaimed in shock.
"He said his surname is Duan, name Lang, just call him Duan Lang." Wu Shan said earnestly.
