"If they had promoted to a ’full-fledged ntor’ and gave more resources each month, I could have boasted about Canghai Pavilion’s ’boldness’. But now... it’s far from it."
Indifferent as if he was an outsider, Ye Hanjun didn’t care.
He weighed the money bag in his hand. It contained a total of 860 Lower Quality Spirit Stones.
of which were the monthly salary for a full-fledged assistant.
For a second-tier Patron of ordinary standard, this was a fairly good fixed inco covering the basic resources for cultivation without much risk involved.
The other 360 were there as a reminder of the promise initially made by Dong Xuan.
Even though the trial didn’t go as planned and they couldn’t carry out the agreed-upon selection of the team with the most coins, Dong Xuan had still entrusted these 360 Lower Quality Spirit Stones to Jiang Yongnian for him to relay to Ye Hanjun.
When he thought about it that way, Old Man Tong seed quite amiable...
Ye Hanjun muttered a regret in his heart.
The Rhinoceros Horned Crane had perished, and the old body had been severely damaged again.
While Dong Xuan survived, he could only live his remaining life in retirent. He was no longer capable of entering the battlefield.
Such a bitter and harsh reality was surely hard for an old man to bear.
He shook his head, dispelling a trace of pity.
Ye Hanjun’s gaze landed on the third item.
It was a ring – the Piercing Ring.
It was not a magical item that could be casually bought in a shop. It was rather rare and could only be used twice if in perfect condition.
No rank requirents were needed for the wearer. As long as the wearer was a Patron and a trace of Soul Power was injected into it, it could be successfully activated.
Upon activation, a powerful destructive beam would be emitted. If it could hit the prey’s skull at the appropriate distance, even a Fond Spirit with the defence of Small Achievent of Rainbow Light would perish.
This was a precious gift given to him by Jiang Yongnian in his personal capacity.
The official explanation was probably because Ye Hanjun had perford well this ti, thus the gift for self-protection.
Behind the scenes, it was probably the shrewd old man making an investnt with a potential newcor.
Ye Hanjun was indifferent, casually tossing the money bag, ring, and scroll into the Dinsional Space Bag.
He tidied up his personal belongings, confird that GuaGua was staying in the water jug and not sneaking out to play.
Leaving villa No. 233, Ye Hanjun took a carriage from the station to the Disabled Fond Spirits Assistance Centre.
Very soon, a 500-ter tall white tower-like building ca into view. The cross emblem on the pinnacle was gleaming in the sunlight, faintly exuding a holy aura.
"Here."
A slightly languished voice rang out. Shen Jiaoyun, who was waiting for him at the entrance as agreed, waved at Ye Hanjun.
"Feeling better, Assistant Shen?"
Ye Hanjun approached him and greeted with a smile.
Naturally, his perception swept over the other’s body.
The precarious appearance of Shen Jiaoyun collapsing in a pool of blood a few days ago was nowhere to be seen.
But Shen Jiaoyun had only recovered enough to walk and speak normally. To let her rejoin the high-intensity treatnt work, it would be at least one or two weeks.
"Much better."
With a bitter smile, watching this spirited newcor, Shen Jiaoyun shook her head and sighed.
She led Ye Hanjun past the patrolling officers and into a vacant hospital room on the first floor.
Sitting straight, she lifted her charming eyelashes that had rhythm, and asked seriously:
"So, what’s the matter that you need to consult ?"
"If possible, please keep what I’m about to say a secret."
Looking straight at her face, Ye Hanjun’s gaze didn’t seem to have the respect an junior would give to senior.
Likewise, he didn’t looked at her with lustful gaze that n usually give to won. He answered her question purely and ordinarily.
"Okay." After a slight hesitation, Shen Jiaoyun agreed.
Ye Hanjun didn’t beat around the bush, and went straight to the point.
"Assistant Shen is always working at the Assistance Center."
"Apart from a regular ntor nad ’Shao Yao’ I heard about, you should be one of the few high-level treatnt personnel here. Even in a harsh working environnt like the seventh floor, you often have the opportunity to encounter... there’s no objection to this, right?"
"Indeed, when Teacher Shao is not around, I am the highest-ranking dical team leader here."
Shen Jiaoyun nodded, not turning away her gaze.
"As the Patron of the Desert Witch, I want to ask for Assistant Shen’s help in recalling."
"Since she ca to the academy and the aid center more than six months ago, has anyone tried to directly take away the Desert Witch without going through the contract process?"
"It might not necessarily be a student. It can include the academy’s staff, assistants, ntors, and even the college leaders."
"Especially those who made a request, but were considered unreasonable and rejected by you. If there are such people, if possible, please tell their nas and identities."
"This..."
Shen Jiaoyun’s delicate eyebrows imdiately furrowed.
A look of confusion flashed across her charming face. After a long period of contemplation, she said uncertainly:
"As far as I can rember, when the Witch first ca to the aid center, indeed many people ca to visit."
"Whether it were the college leaders or the star ntors, they all ca here. After confirming that she was a Grey Flash, all of them felt very regretful."
"But to say ’wanted to take away but got rejected’, I’ve tried hard to think about it and there doesn’t seem to be a straightforward impression..."
"Assistant Shen might not always be at the aid center. There should be more than half of your personal ti, right?"
Ye Hanjun calmly said:
"If possible, I’d like to ask Assistant Shen to conduct a thorough investigation and then confirm with ."
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