Several days later, outside the Alchemy Hut of the Wooden Tower.
"Well, Little Prince, it's been a long time." Chen Mu looked at Jia Tian with a beaming smile.
Jia Tian had no idea why, but he kept feeling there was something else hidden in that smile.
He could not help rubbing his bald head, but aside from a slight ache at the back of his skull, he could not figure out why.
"Senior Brother, this is the payment for the Baizhang Pills." Jia Tian took a wooden box from the Mustard Seed Talisman on his wrist.
"I delayed things for a while. Please forgive me, Senior Brother."
"I don't want my share this time. Consider it my apology to you." Jia Tian grinned as he moved closer to Chen Mu.
Chen Mu accepted it, opened it, glanced inside, and set it on the edge of the table beside him.
Either this Little Bald Head had used some sort of rescue method, or the Underground Cave's prohibition had dissipated on its own. Not long after Chen Mu had thrown him into the Underground Cave, he had escaped alive.
What was more, he had caught the last departure and followed the Cloud Bat Airship into Liyang Dao territory.
"Little Prince, did you make a fortune this time?"
Jia Tian was immediately tickled pink. Rubbing his bald head, he burst into laughter. "Nothing special."
"You have no idea how dangerous it was this time. Luckily, I came well prepared, with no shortage of magical artifacts or talismans. Buying low and selling high, I did make a little hard-earned money." Jia Tian shook his leg, wearing an expression that said it was nothing worth mentioning.
The smug look made Chen Mu's hand itch. He nearly slapped the back of Jia Tian's head.
"Enough.