Qu Zhiyang's tone was full of helplessness. Immortal Herb Palace only opened for business on the first and fifteenth of each month, so it was already open infrequently. Now it had suddenly suspended operations, and it had been closed for years. If Qu Zhiyang and several other powers hadn't struggled to keep things afloat, Immortal Grass Market Town would probably have shut down.
"Don't worry, Senior Qu. I'll hurry back as soon as I can. Spread the word first and calm everyone down."
"But... Fellow Daoist Shi, it's not that I don't trust you. People are saying all sorts of things right now. What if something happens and you can't make it back?" Qu Zhiyang said with a furrowed brow.
The Management Office of Immortal Grass Market Town had already lost people's trust. If word got out about a grand auction, but Shi Yue couldn't return for some reason, the market town would be finished.
Qu Zhiyang was in a difficult position. If Immortal Grass Market Town went under, the Qu Family and the other powers would become a laughingstock. Rumors were circulating that Shi Yue was a swindler who didn't have a Body Integration Realm master at all. He had simply brought out some Rare Spirit Herbs to win everyone's trust, then absconded with their money. Things like that had happened before.
Shi Yue furrowed his brow. Even Qu Zhiyang was worried he wouldn't return, which meant the situation was worse than he'd imagined. He had to get back as soon as possible and stabilize things.
"Don't worry, Senior Qu. I'm heading back right now. Have your people spread the word as soon as possible. I don't want Immortal Grass Market Town to close either." Shi Yue looked grave, his voice low.
"Father, if you can't trust anyone else,