A crisp, feminine voice called out from inside the room. It was Xiaowu.
"All you do is rush me! You could at least lift a finger to help."
Hearing this, the shopkeeper immediately retorted:
"I'm the boss, how could I possibly do it myself? Pick up the pace, and don't keep Fellow Daoist Fang waiting."
Hearing the shopkeeper's words, Xiaowu stormed out, stared at him, and started to argue:
"Three Low-grade Spirit Stones a month, and I do all the hard labor while you just sit there. This is outrageous!"
Hearing Xiaowu's complaints, the shopkeeper felt a bit embarrassed in front of Fang Qingyuan. He quickly tried to comfort her in a low voice, and in the end, they worked together to deliver the Spirit Wood Fang Qingyuan needed to the docks at Black River Square.
Once at the docks, watching Xiaowu unload the cargo, the shopkeeper secretly asked Fang Qingyuan:
