If Song Shuhang had owed ordinary money, Father Song could have gritted his teeth and, while his body had returned to its youthful condition, worked a few more years to help his son pay off the debt.
But what his son owed was something called "spirit stones." Father Song was truly powerless—after all, he had no idea how to earn spirit stones in the first place.
Where could he get a job that paid in spirit stones? Urgent!
Senior White carefully broke open a biscuit-like snack and handed a small piece to the mechanical girl, Little Lingxiao. Then he glanced at the anxious Father Song and consoled him, "Don't worry. I won't charge interest. Shuhang can repay me slowly."
After Senior White said that, Father Song became even more worried—in fact, he did not even want interest, only the principal? Wasn't that like realizing the money he had lent would be difficult to recover and settling for merely preserving the principal?
Seeing that his father still wore an anxious expression, Song Shuhang had no choice but to console him in detail. "Dad, don't overthink it. Things aren't as you imagine. Senior White simply doesn't charge interest. Consider it a little benefit for his juniors. Besides, I'll earn spirit stones in the future. I have a major project in hand. If I operate it well, I might even become the richest man in the cultivation world someday. There's still a chance I can pay off the debt."
Father Song: "..."
You can't even produce half a spirit stone, yet you're talking to me about becoming the richest man in the cultivation world someday? Where did you get that confidence?
"Hmm, the Cultivation Chat client really is a good project." Senior White sat cross-legged directly on the floor. He reached out and