Zhang Wanbao and Fu Kui, who stayed one more day at the Taiqing Sect, finally arrived here.
"Brother Yan, tell Brother Zhou not to worry, we will find a way. My father's auction house has many treasures. When I return, I'll see if I can find something helpful."
Zhang Wanbao patted his chest, sworn and confident.
Yan Xiaohu glanced instinctively at the always silent Fu Kui, then coughed lightly and said, "Thank you for your kind intentions. But remember, those items are not your personal belongings, but your father's hard-earned treasures."
"I know, ah, stop worrying about it. I'm leaving now!" Zhang Wanbao said as he stepped onto the Silver Flying Ship, waving his hand to bid farewell to everyone.
At this point, everyone's gaze fell simultaneously on the only outsider left—White Crane.
