While Mr. Cao was getting in touch with Bi Yamin, Xia Xin followed behind Jiangli, heading back to Jiaoyang Temple. After closing the door, Xia Xin couldn't help but complain.
"Ancestor, Mr. Cao just said he would return the deed of Jiaoyang Temple to us, why didn't you take it!"
He truly couldn't understand.
"Haven't I told you already?" Jiangli said languidly, "Didn't the old Taoist teach you? Everything has its own code, you earn what you work for, and once you've taken the fee, you can't ask for anything extra. If you take it, superficially you seem to have gotten a bargain, but that extra money will definitely find its way back in some other form in the future, the Heavenly Dao is always fair."
"..."
Fair?
Xia Xin murmured in his heart, not daring to speak out loud.
