2125 No Returns

Wu Jinyi quickly regained his senses, but he still couldn't resist peeking at Qiao Mu, who was standing there expressionlessly. He smiled awkwardly. "N-Nothing."

Zhang Wuxiang couldn't help being frustrated. She was originally an ordinary-looking woman, plus her figure was slightly plump. Normally, it was her who was pursuing Wu Jinyi.

Wu Jinyi was the only son of the faction master of Shuntian Prefecture's influential Tianfu Faction.

If not because they had comparable family backgrounds, with Faction Master Wu viewing their Hongyuan Island's influence highly, their engagement might not have been possible.

They had yet to get married, but Wu Jinyi already had several beautiful concubines.

She was not pretty enough and did not have a voluptuous figure. Naturally, she could only focus her efforts elsewhere.

For example, her pill refining skill was definitely astonishing. Even the Wu Family's father and son had to lick her boots when they had a request.

"Brother Wu, let's go."

"Uh." Wu Jinyi looked at the little stoic again and said absentmindedly, "Xiang'er, didn't you say earlier that you were interested in an herb on the second floor?"

"What, what was it called? It seemed to be called soul pursuing, soul pursuing…"

"Soul pursuing grass." Zhang Wuxiang explained with a smile, "It's too expensive. This yellow-rank herb costs two thousand spirit currency. I decided not to take it."

Zhang Wuxiang sighed. "After all, my pill refining skill has not broken through to yellow level yet. If the refining happens to fail, it would be a considerable loss."

"I'll come check it out again in three months. Perhaps my pill refining skill will have broken through to yellow level by then."

"Okay, okay, okay." Wu Jinyi nodded joyfully and said, "Dad will be very happy once he learns that you have advanced to a yellow-level pill alchemist."

Zhang Wuxiang nodded noncommittally and said with a smile, "Mhm, I was thinking so too."

After saying this, she swept a glance at the little stoic who was still strolling about. She couldn't help but sneer.

So what if she was pretty. She was still a brainless fool.

A pauper who could only buy damaged items…

The little stoic was just waiting for her dear hubby. Since she was free anyways, she made another round through the second floor.

Zhang Wuxiang fumed when she saw that Wu Jinyi's gaze kept getting drawn over to her. She couldn't resist mocking, "It's useless no matter how many times you circle around. If you have no money, then you have no money. Looking at them won't make them yours."

Wu Jinyi was startled. He tugged at Zhang Wuxiang's sleeve and said in embarrassment, "Xiang'er, we shouldn't be bothering other people from buying things. Let's go."

"Buying what." Zhang Wuxiang ridiculed, "She only chose a rotting plant after spending a whole ton of time looking earlier! She's made at least three circles around this second floor! Ha, a rotting plant costs a single spirit currency. Anything else she can buy would be at this price."

When Wu Jinyi saw the little stoic glance over, he felt even more embarrassed.

Zhang Wuxiang's ridiculing truly was not respectable behavior.

It was the other person's business whether she bought or not. She was sticking her nose where it didn't belong by ridiculing the other person.

Qiao Mu glanced at her boredly. She walked over the assistant and put the pot of heavenly star into her inner world.

The assistant clarified in embarrassment, "Uh, Miss, we do not accept returns on any purchases of herbs."

Qiao Mu cast that assistant an indifferent look.