Liu Haotian did not believe a single word Boss Shen said. Who in the Mortal Realm could repair a Storage Pouch from the Cultivation Realm? Yet Yu Qingcheng still said with a grateful expression:
"Thank you, Boss Shen, for taking such good care of us siblings. There is no hurry for the other pouch; just return it to us once it has been repaired. Actually, I can repair them too, but my skills are poor. I doubt my brother would approve."
Boss Shen was quite pleased by Yu Qingcheng's gratitude. His aged face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum-like smile. Once he was certain the two would not stir up any more trouble, he said with a smile:
"Make your preparations. In three days, you will be guests at the County Magistrate's Mansion."
"Yes."
Yu Qingcheng agreed readily this time, wanting nothing more than to send him away quickly so she could take her pills.
Having achieved his goal, Boss Shen did not linger and turned to leave. He now had two money trees in his grasp, so naturally he had to plan carefully and maximize his profits.
After he left, Yu Qingcheng did not rush to open the Storage Pouch. It was not until the moon hung high in the sky that she took spirit stones, medicinal pills, and a Concealment Formation disc from her own Storage Pouch.
By the time she finished, sweat had beaded on her forehead and her face had gone somewhat pale. She had squeezed every last thread of Spiritual Qi she had accumulated over the past few days dry, and her Meridians once again felt hollow and empty.
Quick-eyed and quick-handed, Liu Haotian supported Yu Qingcheng as she sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. He then sat down cross-legged himself, first activating the Concealment Formation disc