Ning Zhuo shook his head, "It's not quite right. Many people already know that I have these needs. If these treasured materials were stolen, they would suspect me first."
Sun Lingtong shrugged his shoulders, "Then I'll just wipe out their stock in one fell swoop, won't that do the trick?"
Ning Zhuo sighed deeply, "Stealing under the watchful eyes of Nascent Soul Level Cultivators carries a really high risk."
"But if there's really no other way, we'll have to do just that."
"Let's not talk about this for now. Boss, please protect me."
Sun Lingtong nodded repeatedly, "Little Zhuo, go and contemplate, I'm watching over you."
Ning Zhuo then walked forward a few steps, coming to stand under the Spirit Hidden Willow.
The Spirit Hidden Willow seemed to sense Ning Zhuo, lightly brushing his face with its branches once again.
Ning Zhuo smiled slightly, feeling the willow's welcoming gesture, "Oh willow, oh willow, have you missed me after just a few days?"