"This..." Junior Sister Mu was somewhat troubled.
Reputation is something most difficult to correct.
The cost is more than tenfold, a hundredfold.
However, as she hesitated, a terrifying aura fell upon her.
Then, with a bang.
Junior Sister Mu crashed into a stone pillar of the tea pavilion.
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.
"Can't do it?" Zhuge Haoming asked.
"I can, I can do it." Junior Sister Mu immediately replied.
"How about a month?"
"Okay, okay."
So, Zhuge Haoming casually beckoned, extracting a hundred thousand Spirit Stones from Senior Brother Kong and Junior Sister Mu's Storage Treasures.
He handed them to Duanmu Qing: "Send them to Gu An, and also expel everyone mocking him in the bamboo grove. To enter this year, hand over a hundred Spirit Stones per month.
Let them think about where this bamboo grove came from.
They had the audacity to follow along with the insults in the bamboo grove.
Did they hand over the Sword Dao Bamboo Forest to the Sect?"
