Noon.
Yihong House.
"Please, madam, I'll make up for tonight's Spirit Stones tomorrow. Just let me spend a moment longer with Xiaoyu!"
"Taoist Friend Meng, I'm sorry, but Yihong House doesn't allow credit. Please come back tomorrow when you have the Spirit Stones."
Meng Yu was escorted out of Yihong House by two cultivators at the Third-Layer of Qi Cultivation.
"Xiaoyu, wait for me, I'll see you tomorrow!"
The man, looking disheveled, craned his neck and shouted back, only to have a bucket of bathwater poured on him from the second floor.
"What are you yelling for? Get lost! Don't disturb our business!"
Meng Yu pointed angrily at the second floor, wanting to curse, but ultimately, he pulled back his head and left dejectedly.
If only his swift Wind Spirit Beast were still with him, he might have had some confidence.
But now, as a Spirit Beast Master at only the Second-Layer of Qi Cultivation, with no Spirit Beast by his side, he was in no position to confront anyone.
