Chapter 17: Turning the Tables

Inside the inn.

Zang Xiaojian, utterly bored, tossed the jade box containing the Cold Spirit Fire Seed up and down, back and forth, making the Western Rat King beside him twitch nervously.

It clearly remembered being cautioned by the shopkeeper of Myriad Treasures Tower that the Cold Spirit Fire Seed was extremely unstable and could erupt at any moment.

It quickly turned its small eyes toward Lu Qingshan, its gaze full of pleading, hoping that Lu Qingshan would speak up and stop Zang Xiaojian's dangerous behavior.

Lu Qingshan glanced at the anxious Western Rat King and remained indifferent.

"Why didn't this Master Mo arrange a meeting place earlier? Instead, he has us waiting here indefinitely," grumbled Zang Xiaojian irritably.

"It's quite normal. If he had told us the time and place in advance, if we had second thoughts, we might have made arrangements against him.