“Humph, you won’t be so lucky next time! You’ll get a taste of my fist eventually,” Shen Hujun angrily cursed as he watched the back of Fang Xing leaving once again. Before he had calmed down, he turned to Qin Xing’er and urged, “Shimei Qin, I’m not trying to blame you or anything, but do you have no better ways to spend your Spirit Stones than giving it away to such a brat?”
Qin Xing’er was annoyed at him and responded in a cold manner, “I can give my Spirit Stones to anyone I wish. Shixiong Shen, you said you would accompany me to the Grand Hall of Scriptures. Now that I am here, I will go and read upon the notes left by those who have completed Duty Talisman missions. You are more than welcome to leave, now.” As she spoke, she turned and head into a side chamber.
