A desolate canal.
The wharf.
"Senior Zhao, here"
Zhao Qiong received an ice cream from Gu Qing Shan's hand and replied: "Thank you, sorry for making you spend on me"
"It's only an ice cream, after all, they provided me with a huge financial budget for living expenses and cultivation resources. Not to mention, senior Zhao is over a hundred times richer than I am"
Gu Qing Shan ate his ice cream while glossing the matter over.
Zhao Qiong shook her head: "Both your matter and the purchase of that piece of scale were done with a budget paid in advance by the School of Shan Hai. After returning, I will need to give a detailed report and prove the value of this purchase----- in reality, I don't have that much money"
"Really? Then all the ice cream from now on is on me"
Gu Qing Shan acted like an upstart wealthy person.
Zhao Qiong just smiled in return.
