Changes in Feng Shui, the Formation Installed

A thousand jin of Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice Wine could not be produced all at once.

The monthly output of Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice Wine was not high. At most, it was two hundred jin; at least, barely over a hundred. It could only be paid in installments.

Xu Changqing discussed it with Han Xin and decided to give her at least fifty jin every month, striving to repay it all within two years.

This way, they would neither have to hand over more Mid-Grade Spirit Stones and expose their wealth, nor arouse Han Xin's curiosity. It was killing several birds with one stone.

Next, all they had to do was wait for her to arrive.

About half an hour later, a "cawoo" sounded outside.

Xu Changqing knew at once that the Fire Crow was alerting him. He immediately closed his eyes and carefully examined the scene through Shared Vision.

At the edge of the sky, a swaying black dot was rapidly approaching.

At first, it was merely a tiny speck, but it grew larger and larger.

Once it drew nearer, he saw that it was Han Xin's Ink-Colored Flying Shuttle.

Perhaps the temptation of Supreme-Grade Spirit Rice Wine was too great, which was why she had arrived so quickly this time.

Then, right before Xu Changqing's "eyes," the Ink-Colored Flying Shuttle and Han Xin aboard it slanted downward in a fall.

The moment he opened his eyes, a bang came from outside, and even the ground trembled slightly.

Xu Changqing had long since grown accustomed to this, to the point that it no longer seemed strange.

When they had first met, Han Xin had still restrained herself and would not drink herself into too deep a stupor.

But as their relationship improved and they had known each other longer, she simply