These cultivators also knew that they were temporary workers, and if anything went wrong, they would be the ones thrown under the bus, while those above always remained blameless yet correct... But what of it? Being a scapegoat was just being a scapegoat, as long as there were benefits to reap.
"Alright," Feng Hang nodded.
The only extra Flying Sword he had to trade had already been given to the Ye sisters. Originally planning to return to his hometown in Qilu Province, having work to stay on was now better than ever.
The Ye sisters also looked eager, wanting to ask Yan Yu if he still needed people, but were too embarrassed to speak up. They only heard Yan Yu continue:
"Where did you get these bottles of Elixir Medicine?"
"It came from the Mysterious Realm," Ye Qianru replied, "The Mysterious Realm has now disappeared, and we couldn't find it again."
Yan Yu didn't care whether what she said was true or false and continued to ask:
