Lin Moyuan raised his hand and took the storage bag, a determined glint flashing in his dark eyes.
"Thank you for your help, Lord Xie Huanhai. Farewell!"
Jiang Yuetong nodded without stopping him and instructed the guards to escort him to the outside of the Three States Gate before returning.
He then got up and rushed to the South Palace to see Li Qingrong.
Looking at the person who was still unconscious, Jiang Yuetong sat carefully on the edge of the bed, her heart filled with mixed feelings.
She felt that helping Li Qingrong improve her cultivation and become a powerful alchemist was just to revive her mother as soon as possible. Why was she so concerned about Li Qingrong?
She always thought that the two of them only had a relationship based on mutual benefit.
Although Li Qingrong said she considered her a good friend, she still felt that as long as her mother was resurrected and the contract between them was broken, they would have no relationship anymore.
Seeing the complicated look on her face, Jing Shuang quickly comforted her, "Don't worry, Master, her condition has improved a lot. She will be fully recovered after resting for another two or three days."
Jiang Yuetong gave a faint "hmm".
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Three days later.
In the early morning, warm sunlight streamed in through the window. Jiang Yuetong had already washed and dressed, and was about to go open the door when she found Lü Jingliang still sleeping on the bed.
She frowned slightly, puzzled.
In her memory, Lü Jingliang always got up earlier than her and never had the habit of sleeping in.
What's wrong with him today?
Jiang Yuetong's eyes flickered. Perhaps she was too tired last night, so she didn't think much about it. After walking out the door, she gently closed the door before leaving.
Inside the main hall, Jiang Yuetong looked at the pile of notebooks on the table, which was as high as a mountain, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
It's that time of year again to review the accounts.
It's that time of year again when her heart aches.
Two hours later.
Qingfeng, dressed in a black outfit, walked in from outside the hall, carrying a stack of account books.
He stepped up the stairs to Jiang Yuetong's side, placed the ledger on the table, and respectfully said, "Master, this was sent over from Lu Shi'an's side, and it needs your signature."
Jiang Yuetong didn't even lift her eyelids. She quickly finished reading through all the documents that needed to be signed, and after finding no problems, she took out a stamp from her spatial storage and stamped it on.
Actually, these ledgers were all organized; she only needed to take a look at them.
After reading several more books, Jiang Yuetong suddenly stopped what she was doing.
She frowned and said in a slightly deep voice, "Three months ago, not counting pills and such, he spent more than five million spirit stones alone. What did he do with it?"
Qingfeng had naturally seen this ledger and knew in advance where such a large sum of money had gone.
He slowly began to explain, "This happened at the Ghost Market auction in the Central Plains. Lu Shi'an was careless and got scammed while trying to win a beauty's favor."
Jiang Yuetong's heart turned ice-cold instantly.
She quickly took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down, and tilted her head slightly, saying, "He's been in the Nine Demon Tower for a while now, is he about to come out?"
Qingfeng thought about it carefully: "Yes, Lu Shi'an can be released in two days."
Jiang Yuetong said calmly, "Keep them locked up!"
He then took a brush and wrote a line of text on the ledger.
Her handwriting, like her personality, is vigorous, flowing, and sharp.
Qingfeng glanced at him quickly, a smile creeping onto his lips. He thought to himself, "Looks like Lu Shi'an won't be so carefree anymore."
The meaning of that line of text is that in the future, if Lu Shi'an takes more than 10,000 spirit stones from the treasure vault, he must inform Jiang Yuetong and obtain her consent.
After finishing with the ledgers, Jiang Yuetong waved her hand with a slight headache: "Send them all back!"
"Yes." Qingfeng took the ledger and turned to leave.
Jiang Yuetong placed her slender, fair hands on the table, and Qingfeng's words involuntarily came to mind.
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