The disciples from Kongliu Valley craned their necks, watching the Flying Ship fly into the distance.
"Which sect's disciple is that? How could he be so wealthy?"
someone asked.
The disciple who had received Bai Mo shook his head.
"He must have some other special skills. Otherwise, how could he so casually produce over ten thousand Spirit Stones?"
"Take down that Flying Ship's registration number. Tell the others to be extra careful with him in the future. Someone who can part with over ten thousand Spirit Stones is a client who can help us with a lot of business."
A disciple beside him nodded, his face breaking into a smile.
"Who says we can't do smart business just because we do the rough work?"
"Even just by running this Flying Ship service, we can keep expanding our business…"
...
A streak of cyan light shot across the sky.
