Li Xiuchang returned to the Eastern Geng District and went straight to Zhang Wanzhi's residence. He knocked on the courtyard gate.
"Ah, Chang, you're here." Zhang Wanzhi stepped aside and welcomed Li Xiuchang into the courtyard, then took out a heavy bag and handed it to him.
"This is your share of the profits from the new flying boat business. Eight thousand spirit stones in total."
"That much?" Li Xiuchang exclaimed.
Zhang Wanzhi said regretfully, "It's a shame the Deluxe Version Top-grade Magic Tool Flying Boat is too expensive to sell. We've only been selling the Standard Flying Boat, the High-grade Magic Tool Flying Boat. And production of the Standard Flying Boat can't keep up. Otherwise, we could have earned even more."
Li Xiuchang was already satisfied. He had just spent a little over a thousand spirit stones at the market, and now another eight thousand had come in. He couldn't spend it all—he really couldn't spend it all!
"Senior Brother, do you still have any new flying boats that haven't been sold? I want to replace my flying boat," Li Xiuchang asked.
"What, are you going on a long trip?" Zhang Wanzhi asked deliberately.
He had deliberately steered the conversation in this direction. He planned to wait for Li Xiuchang to admit it, then take advantage of the opportunity to lend him the life-saving treasure he had prepared long ago for protection.
But...
Li Xiuchang shook his head. "Now that I have some money on hand, it's time to replace my flying boat with a better one."
Out of caution, Li Xiuchang didn't mention that he was about to leave the sect to slay demons.
After all, he already knew that Zhang Wanzhi was someone with secrets. Staying within the sect was one thing, but once outside, he had