Yun Zishan stared at the faint crystals in the dish, her gaze shifting slightly. After a moment of contemplation, she spoke in a cool, emotionless voice. "You've gone to a lot of trouble over this. I'll have someone give you ten more Spirit Stones as thanks."
She had never been good at expressing gratitude. She figured Yang Ning ran a shop, so Spirit Stones would be the most practical way to thank him—and that he'd be happier with them, too.
As she spoke, she discreetly studied his expression, only to find no trace of joy on his face.
"If you think that's too little... twenty, then." She added that.
Yang Ning scratched his head and gave her a helpless smile. "Hall Master, that's not what I meant..."
"Thirty." Yun Zishan raised the offer before he could finish.
"That's enough, really. I don't need it." Yang Ning quickly waved his hands. "I'm an Advisor to the Law Enforcement Hall now. This is part of my duty. Besides, you already had Qiao Bin give me overtime pay last time. How could I take more?"
Yun Zishan gave a slight nod, but the inexplicable guilt in her heart still lingered. She had just suspected him, only to realize moments later that he'd been working tirelessly for the Law Enforcement Hall.
She unconsciously pinched the edge of her sleeve, thinking, It seems the problem really does lie with those disciples.
"But..." Yang Ning changed the subject.
Yun Zishan looked up at him. "But what?"
"This method requires blood testing. It can identify an Undercover Agent, but we can't use it on every Cultivator in the sect without any evidence, the way we did when checking for Magic Stones last time." Yang Ning explained, "A Cultivator's essence blood is important. No one would casually give