Bai Yi had observed that regardless of whether Ye Siming was using a spear or a sword, he would have a domineering and cold aura.
He had no idea how Ye Siming had been trained in the past, but it was as if in Ye Siming's perspective, he would either not attack or would deal a lethal blow without letting the enemy have a chance to fight back.
This feeling was like that of a ferocious wolf hunting in the dark night, keeping calm and remaining cautious at all times while observing its prey with extreme patience. Once it found an opportunity, it would launch a sudden attack.
Just as Bai Yi was deep in thought, Ye Siming had already put away the spear.
He reached out his hand and said calmly, "Alright, pay up."
Bai Yi came back to his senses and quickly handed him the ten taels in his sleeve.
This time, Ye Siming didn't decline and received it very quickly.