"Put it back. As for the gift, I can take you to buy it..." Wang Zijia hesitated, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, since you're willing, take it with you!"
With those words, Wang Zijia turned and walked out. Bai Qian, holding a pile of things, immediately followed him.
After taking a few steps, Wang Zijia turned around to see Bai Qian struggling. Wordlessly, he waved his hand. With his mana pulling, the boxes floated to his side.
"I can do it!" Seeing this, Bai Qian immediately protested.
Wang Zijia ignored her. The boxes started to fly out of the courtyard, landing on a waiting horse carriage. The coachman, observing this, didn't show any surprise but just waited respectfully.
With Bai Qian in tow, Wang Zijia got on the carriage and nonchalantly ordered the coachman, "Firstly, go to the Feiliu Street Gift Shop."
"Alright!" The coachman expertly flicked the reins, and the carriage slowly started moving.
