C141 Close Door

As his words trailed off, Old Soong, standing across from Chu Yun, began to breathe heavily. He inhaled deeply twice, his fists clenching, but he swiftly subdued the anger welling up inside him. Looking at Chu Yun, he said, "Young man, that's quite enough. Ten thousand taels of silver is no small sum."

Chu Yun, perceptive as ever, responded, "If you're unable to put up the money for a wager