Under Sushang's peculiar gaze, Chu Mo smoothly accepted the Embroidered Sachet. After sweeping it with his Divine Thought and confirming the amount was correct, he nodded in satisfaction. "You certainly don't stand on ceremony, junior brother."
Sushang concealed the odd look in her eyes, a bright smile blooming across her alluring face as though she were teasing him.
Chu Mo set the Embroidered Sachet aside, his expression unruffled.
"How could I refuse your generosity, senior sister?"
He paused, then continued, "It's getting late. Is there anything else you need, senior sister?"
Sushang gently shook her head. Recognizing his invitation to leave, she rose of her own accord to bid him farewell and said softly:
"Junior brother, though you missed the journey to Cloudmist, there will be many more opportunities in the future. If you ever need anything, I can keep an eye out for you."
Chu Mo readily agreed. He personally escorted her outside, standing at the entrance and waving goodbye. Only after her figure disappeared did he withdraw his gaze, seemingly reluctant to part.
With a rumble, the residence's gates closed.
He picked up the Embroidered Sachet from the table. A delicate, elegant fragrance immediately slipped into his nose, refreshing his heart and stirring fanciful thoughts.
"Interesting. Bai Du comes at me hard, while Sushang takes the soft approach. Is True Person Jiqing attacking on two fronts?"
Chu Mo gazed at the Embroidered Sachet in his hand, murmuring inwardly. Does he hate me that much, or can he simply not wait to see True Lord Xuan Cheng's reaction?
Magic power pulsed lightly from his palm. In an instant, the Silk Edict tore apart.
Tens of thousands of Dharma Coins scattered across the floor with a clatter, covering the ground at his feet. Their glittering brilliance was a particularly pleasing