After listening to Chen Junsheng's account, Feng Jun could not help sighing. "Jing Qingyang really was quite lucky."
He had originally been unable to even enter the Immortal Market, yet by a stroke of fate, Feng Jun had taken a liking to him and brought him in. Then he had met Chen Junsheng, a former Innate Expert.
Jing Qingyang's greatest stroke of luck had been killing a Qi Refining Stage cultivator, and one with considerable wealth at that. That was truly rare—who went out to rob people while carrying cash and martial arts manuals?
That was practically protagonist treatment, not to mention that the main family had even allowed him to take the manual.
Of course, there was another equally important point: in the unfamiliar Cultivation World, he had found people worthy of trust and reliance.
That was truly not easy. If he had entrusted himself to the wrong people, could a mere Innate Expert have protected a manual and a hundred Spirit Stones? They did not even have green cards in the Cultivation World, only short-term work visas. If they died, they simply died for nothing.
Chen Junsheng sighed along with him, then voluntarily explained that he had used the resources of the residence to earn some Spirit Stones.
To Feng Jun, that was no major matter. Being able to support oneself was better than merely spending the Spirit Stones he had left behind. Besides, Chen Junsheng had not concealed anything about it, and that was enough.
"Alright, I know about all this now." He nodded. "Organize the important parts of your experiences and bring them to me later. There's nothing much to do now, so go chat with Junwei. After all, it's been a long time since you last met."
After saying that, he went to the rear