After he left, Ling'er hurriedly went up to check and exclaimed.
"Brother Xu Qing, there are 100,000 spirit stones here."
Xu Qing raised his eyebrows, feeling somewhat favorable toward the middle-aged cultivator, then called for Ling'er to enter the back room.
Ling'er blushed slightly, closed the door of the apothecary, took a deep breath, and then, nervously following Xu Qing into the back room, she straightened herself, puffed her small chest, and spoke softly.
"Why did you call me over here in broad daylight, Brother Xu Qing?"
Xu Qing didn't pay much attention to Ling'er's words. He sat cross-legged and took out a fragment of mirror.
"Ling'er, I hope you can join the Moon Rebel Hall."
"Oh?" Ling'er was taken aback and felt a bit disappointed. Xu Qing's actions seemed to be different from what she had in mind.
