"Is this really Longevity Rice?" Duobao pinched an artificial Jade Dew Pearl, examining it with big eyes and then small eyes, staring at the tiny crimson dot on the pearl, looking doubtful.
"Don't want it? Then give it back to me," Chen Mu reached out.
"This is definitely Longevity Rice!" Duocai grabbed the Jade Dew Pearl from Duobao's hand with a determined look.
"Looks like it, tastes like it. Who dares to say it's not Longevity Rice, I'll be mad at them!"
You really know how to adapt.
Chen Mu casually tossed them a small cloth bag filled with artificial Jade Dew Pearls.
"Isn't this a bit much?" Duocai weighed the particularly heavy bag, hesitating.
"Half is to repay my debt, the rest counts as commission. I need you to help me find some information."
"It's not difficult. As long as it's related to Mist Ridge."
"Like anecdotes about Mist Ridge, historical tales about White Bird City, or routes to other major cities toward Mist Ridge."
