An inn with a quiet and secluded courtyard.
No matter what rumors swirled outside, Xie Jiuniang remained as steady as an old dog, her injuries having mostly healed.
Next to her, Jian Lingyan and the Little Fatty were still sorting through their loot.
When she saw that even the scenic flowers had been plundered, Xie Jiuniang's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Had they scraped a few layers off the earth?
"Dog master, there's so much stuff, are you really not interested?" Jian Lingyan felt that her master was being too generous lately, which gave her a surreal feeling, "Aren't you planning something big?"
"Something big," Little Fatty giggled.
Xie Jiuniang replied dismissively, "It's nothing, keep it for now. If I need it later, I'll ask you for it."
Jian Lingyan and Little Fatty took her words for truth.
Xie Jiuniang stood up, straightened her appearance, and pinched a few Dust Cleansing Techniques on herself.
