After a dinner where host and guests alike had enjoyed themselves, the attendant handed Song Wen a bill for thirteen thousand high-grade spirit stones.
The corner of Song Wen's mouth twitched slightly.
Jadeite Pavilion was truly treating him like a fat sheep ripe for slaughter!
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, what's wrong? Don't tell me you really have to pawn your natal treasure?" Ke Zheng's faintly teasing voice rang out.
"It is somewhat expensive, but to share an evening meal with Fairy Lingzhu—what are a mere ten thousand or so high-grade spirit stones?"
As he spoke, densely packed spirit stones appeared before Song Wen.
At the sight, the attendant's face filled with a fawning smile. He took out a storage pouch and swept all the spirit stones into it.
"Guest, the number of spirit stones is exact. We welcome you to visit Jadeite Pavilion again in the future."
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I have made you spend quite a bit." Wu Lingzhu said with a radiant smile from the side.
"Spirit stones are merely worldly possessions. No matter how many there are, they cannot compare to a moment spent in Fairy's company." Song Wen gazed at Wu Lingzhu and spoke with deep affection.
Two rosy clouds drifted onto Wu Lingzhu's snow-white cheeks, and she lowered her head shyly.
Ke Zheng immediately felt as though thorns were pressing against his back. Standing here, he felt rather superfluous and unsightly.
Yet something even more distressing awaited him.
Wu Lingzhu slightly raised her head and looked out the window. The bright moon hung high in the sky, and all of Hepo City lay shrouded in night, its scattered lights flickering like fireflies.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, the night is lovely today. Would you be willing to tour Hepo City with me?" Wu Lingzhu's voice was soft and