He did not want dangerous spies to hang around here.
If Cheng Chou could not manage them, it would be troublesome.
In the evening, the tasks in the Spirit Herb Garden were over.
Bing Qing went back to her room. She washed her hands and wiped them with a clean cloth. After making sure that her hands were clean, she carefully took out a pastry box from a chest in her wardrobe.
She opened it gently and saw rows of exquisite pastries inside.
They were no longer fresh.
This was what Xiao Li had brought for her when she came back from her trip.
She had been reluctant to eat it until that moment.
No magic treasure in the world could compare to this box of pastries.
But that person had told her that Xiao Li had just brought it because it was convenient, and it held no sentimental value.
She had been deceiving herself all along.
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The next day, as Jiang Hao prepared to head West, his Master summoned him.