After a round of explanations, Su Xing realized he had made a huge blunder and felt a wave of embarrassment.
He quickly changed the subject, saying:
"Ahem, Sister Xue, how's the business at the Tarot Society lately? Do you need any help from me?"
As soon as business was mentioned, Jin Congxue's attention was immediately attracted.
"The business at the Tarot Society has been good lately... Following your instructions, I have concentrated more manpower on white equipment and the mining of alien metals..."
Jin Congxue paused and said with some concern:
"However, just the employees mining the six alien metal dungeons number in the thousands... which adds up to considerable monthly expenses..."
"And the main economic source of our society is still the Nourishing Face Pill. Nowadays, the customer base for the pills is almost saturated, and their sales are not as good as before, so there's a bit of a cash flow issue..."
Su Xing nodded slightly after hearing this.
