Upon reaching the first floor, the Gray Robes saluted Chu Qing. "My lord, prepare the materials first. We'll mail the secret teachings back to the elders at home."
Chu Qing waved his hand. "Hurry up. I'll wait for you at the entrance!"
The Gray Robes froze for a moment, joy rising in their hearts. "It seems this lord had long prepared the materials to suppress the anomaly."
They immediately wrote letters, stuffed the secret teachings into envelopes, and mailed them home.
When they finished, they indeed found Chu Qing waiting at the entrance.
They happily gathered around him and looked outside. "My lord, where are the materials you prepared?"
Chu Qing asked curiously, "What materials?"
Gray Robe No. 8 hesitated before saying, "The materials to suppress evil!"
Chu Qing chuckled and patted their shoulders. "Aren't you all right here?"
"Your flesh and blood are the finest materials!"
The ten Gray Robes exchanged glances, grief welling up in their hearts. "Sure enough, we're definitely the materials this time!"
"Damn it, if you wanted flesh and blood for materials, why didn't you choose those ranked lower? Why choose us instead?"
"Isn't that a waste?"
They were full of resentment, yet dared not speak out.
Gray Robe No. 1's eyes rolled, and she said sweetly, "My lord, what type of anomaly is our mission?"
Rustle!
Chu Qing took out a book and flipped through it. "This ten-point mission!"
The Gray Robes were speechless.
We asked what type of anomaly it was.
And you answered with points?
What kind of thought process was that?
Yet they had no idea that Chu Qing never cared what type of anomaly it was. He only cared how many points it was worth.
Since it was his first time taking on a mission, he wanted to be cautious.