By that comparison, she really did seem far too poor.
Before Su Jiu could react, Chu Mojin continued, "I accumulated some formation disks and talismans above the sixth tier in my earlier years, too. But you probably have no need for them anymore, so I won't give you this fourth Storage Ring."
Su Jiu fell silent for a moment. Only after a while did she ask, "Master, are you sure you haven't done anything against the rules?"
It was not really a major concern. She simply felt an inexplicable worry...
Chu Mojin drew a deep breath, then smiled faintly. "Please have some faith in your master."
Now Su Jiu was envious-genuinely envious. Her master's luck was simply too good. She felt that even given another hundred years, she might never stumble upon the opportunities needed to find so many treasures.
By now, she had visited more secret realms than she could count on one hand, yet gained precious little from them. How could she describe that feeling... Any ordinary cultivator who had passed through so many secret realms would surely have obtained something worthwhile, unlike Su Jiu.
In the past, Su Jiu could have blamed her bad luck. Now, however, that clearly was not the reason. If her luck were truly bad, she would never have met Little Pearl, Xuejing Spirit, Wind Spirit, and the others.
But if she called herself lucky...
Su Jiu imagined life without Chu Mojin. Before long, she would probably be forced to sell talismans and formations.
Thinking of the miserable life she might lead without Chu Mojin, Su Jiu respectfully bowed and thanked him. After all, in a certain sense, he was the one who kept her fed and clothed.
The Enforcement Hall's prison had always been a very quiet place.
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