Li Zhibai: "..."
Her expression slightly froze on her face.
Ah...
Seeing Li Zhibai in a daze, Zhu Pingniang showed a smile of triumph.
She knew these master and disciple were a pair of paupers.
Li Zhibai looked like she had high cultivation, but her meager salary was hardly enough to buy some spirit tea and three meals a day of spiritual food.
As for Xu Chang'an, he couldn't even scrape together a penny.
"No, that's not right." Li Zhibai gradually calmed down, and after honestly accepting the fact that she was a pauper, she shook her head: "According to the rules, if the mission's target was wrong, then... the maid who compiled the information should be punished, how can the error be attributed to Chang'an, the executor?"
"Who do you think compiled the mission target?" Zhu Pingniang countered.
"Who?"
