But when they left, they were each holding a large bamboo tube filled with freshly popped popcorn.
This is a treasure. A bucket usually costs one Spirit Stone at White Stone Plaza.
Our hall master is so generous.
Everyone who came to help got a bucket!
By the time Zeng Wen finally led his nephew, Tang Quan, meandering to the entrance of the courtyard, it was already close to dusk.
"The hall master must have made quite a bit of Spirit Stones, why does he live so secluded?"
Tang Quan curiously surveyed his surroundings. Someone unfamiliar with the place would have a hard time finding this place.
Zeng Wen slapped him, "You don't know how lucky you are, boy. Friend Xiao Luo used to be a rogue cultivator. Having such a place to settle in is already quite good."
Having said that, he stared at Tang Quan, "Did you bring the gift I asked you to bring?"
