Two hours later, Zhang Xuan walked out of the temporary office of the Heaven Mandate Hall with a gloomy face.
That Vice Hall Master Mo Baiye really wasn't worth much. Various collaterals, various thumbprints, and in the end, he only loaned out five hundred Destiny Plates...
Truly miserable!
However, after all the hassle, two thousand five hundred Destiny Plates, while not a lot, was not too little either—it was enough for his cultivation to break through.
Upon leaving the office, just as he thought about departing, he saw Shi Yunjing looking over with a puzzled expression, "Vice Palace Master Mo, you seem so desperate for Destiny Plates, have you run into some trouble?"
"I've run into some trouble... Master Shi, could you lend me some Destiny Plates?" Zhang Xuan furrowed his eyebrows.
Shi Yunjing, "What exactly happened? If you need help from Heaven Mandate Hall, I can arrange it!"
