Mo Xiao’s face was stiff as he threw a few hundred crystals to Yun Chujiu.
He was considered a reputable figure among the YIMO. Not to mention a few hundred crystals, even tens of thousands of crystals were nothing to him. However, he was not a fool, so he naturally would not give Yun chujiu too much.
Even so, hei xinjiu, who had not seen the world before, was still elated. She was finally rich!
With these crystals, she could at least pay back the money she owed Qian Yan. She could also buy some necessities, such as the sword binding that was used to carry the sword.
Mo Xiao looked at Yun Chujiu’s money-grubber expression and a thought emerged in his heart. Perhaps he had used the wrong method from the beginning. There was no need to threaten her at all. He could have bribed this greedy little girl with crystals directly.
Mo Xiao began to sit cross-legged and meditate. Black Mist gradually rose from his body.