Jiangli hummed in acknowledgment.
Qin Yingjun quickly transferred thirty thousand yuan to Xia Xin.
Upon receiving it, Xia Xin said, "I've received it."
Finally relieved, Qin Yingjun held onto the amulet, unwilling to let go, "Thank you, Abbot. Now we don't have to worry. It's too late today, we won't bother you any longer. We'll head back now."
Qin Yongfu and Ou Lan stood up upon hearing this.
Jiangli nodded, "Then I won't see you off, take care."
Qin Yingjun expressed his gratitude and followed Qin Yongfu and Ou Lan out.
After taking just a couple of steps, Qin Yingjun suddenly stopped, turned to Jiangli, and asked, "Abbot, Wen Mao really won't be coming back, right?"
"Rest assured, he can't come back," Jiangli replied nonchalantly.
With a complex expression, Qin Yingjun thanked him once more, then left with Qin Yongfu and Ou Lan.
Watching them leave, Xia Xin sighed and said, "Ancestors, isn't Qin Man too easy to deceive? She actually believes this kind of talk?"
