If he hadn't gotten someone's nod from the mountain gate, where would he get the guts to mess with me?
Still, Lu Chang'sheng didn't think he was entirely innocent, so he just smiled, spinning a spirit stone in his palm.
At that moment, Steward Yang pulled out a pouch of spirit stones and placed it on the table.
"Here's a thousand spirit stones—consider it amends for what happened before."
Lu Chang'sheng let out a faint smile. "You're too kind, Steward Yang."
Luo Ming also produced a pouch of spirit stones, though there were only five hundred inside.
Seeing that Lu Chang'sheng didn't refuse, Steward Yang quietly let out a sigh of relief and said, "Alchemist Lu, you're sharp. I'm sure you know what all these targeted actions are getting at. Honestly, there's really no need for you to linger here and waste your time."
"And why do you say that?" Lu Chang'sheng asked.
