Li Zi clearly had not understood what Li Xingtian meant by, "If you put it that way, I've wronged you too."
Confusion showed on her face.
Li Xingtian gave an involuntary chuckle. Even his way of speaking had been corrupted by his master.
His senior sister had been right: their master's quips really were amusing.
Without realizing it, he had picked up those bad habits too.
He explained to Li Zi that he had already gone to the guides and reported her for standing him up.
Things went differently from what Li Xingtian had imagined.
On hearing the news, Li Zi neither pleaded and explained nor tried to play the victim.
She merely sighed deeply, then asked in a negotiating tone:
"Then, that Spirit Stone... could I pay you back a little later?"
Li Xingtian did not answer. He simply turned and left. He needed to make plans; to him, this did not even count as a minor interlude.
He could not act rashly. He needed a plan for everything so that he would not be caught scrambling if something unexpected happened.
He had little sympathy to spare for others.
His master's Main Hall still needed a roof beam.
Li Zi watched Li Xingtian turn and head upstairs, then slowly picked herself up off the floor.
Quite a few people in the tavern had witnessed the scene, but none said anything.
How could making a living as a guide be easy?
Nor did anyone think Li Xingtian had handled it improperly.
Li Zi said nothing and simply walked out of the tavern.
The sun had just set, and night was drawing in.
Inside the guest room.
Li Xingtian carefully recalled the details of this secret realm while writing a few seemingly unrelated words on the paper beside him.
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