Fang Yong understood his own situation. He also understood how terrifying it would be if he drew attention.
So, he needed to hide.
By hiding at the bottom of the ranks in his small courtyard.
This was the safest way.
But he was already caught in a vortex. If something really happened to Jiang Man...
...he was afraid he wouldn't be able to escape the consequences.
After all, he was the one who had sold all the information.
"I went to the Outer Sect. Your sesame cake shop is doing quite well. They've even started selling soy milk," Fang Yong said.
Hearing this, Jiang Man thought for a moment, then took out the Flying Sword issued by the Inner Sect and said, "Young Master Fang, if you have a moment, please help me give this to Old Chang. He has to rent from someone, so he might as well rent from me. Tell him to pay me in Spiritual Source."
Fang Yong was silent for a moment. "He's renting mine right now."
Jiang Man: "..."
