"Forget it, I won't charge you for this one, I didn't really help you much anyway."
Hou Niao wasn't waiving the fee out of generosity, but because ten pieces of great medicine meant nothing to him; he might as well save the goodwill.
But Fairy Fei Bai wouldn't have any of it, throwing over ten pieces of great medicine, "I keep my word!"
She was serious, and so was Hou Niao, "That answered more than one of your questions!"
Fei Bai was frustrated and threw over another ten pieces, "Can I count on your word?"
Hou Niao responded playfully, "I have a big mouth!"
Watching the woman drift forward, it seemed she had made up her mind to discuss with others; she had no one else to turn to, except Yan Guan and Qi Zheng; the rest were unfamiliar. This is the sorrow of cultivators, perhaps each person is anxious about the Inner Secret within them, yet no one openly discusses it, each harboring it in their hearts, hoping to solve the problem with their efforts.
