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To be fair, Sijing knew when to hold on and when to let go.

She even stole Chen Zhuo's line.

She offered to kowtow to Chen Zhuo and support him in his old age.

What kind of man was Chen Zhuo? The moment he heard "support you in your old age," he spotted the opening and called her "adoptive mother" in return. That brought the score to one-all.

Too bad Sijing didn't trim Chen Zhuo's nails. Otherwise, he might have called her "Mom" too.

"Twenty thousand Spirit Coins and competition potions. What a haul."

Chen Zhuo let out a long sigh. He also realized that his Jambudvipa Leaf must be of even better quality than he had thought. That was why Sijing had offered twenty thousand, plus the competition potions.

But it didn't matter.

The leaf would only sit around if he kept it. Trading it for twenty thousand Spirit Coins and competition potions was a pretty good deal.

There was just one problem...

A transfer of twenty thousand Spirit Coins could cause trouble. Any single transfer over ten thousand would trigger the bank's risk controls.

Besides, Sijing probably couldn't scrape together that many Spirit Coins to send him anytime soon.

With that in mind, Chen Zhuo said gravely, "Senior Sister, settle the Spirit Coins in Azure Dragons and Little White Dragons. Throw in some Red-Yellow Dragons too, and take the payment for that one-third share of Black Coiled Dragon out of the total!"

"Got it! Consider it done!"

"..."

After that brief exchange, Sijing ended the call.

Chen Zhuo breathed a tremendous sigh of relief. He felt utterly at ease.

True, this trip back had left him another hundred thousand Spirit Coins in debt.

But at least he had gained a spirit sword and plenty of new Needles.

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