The paper pages of the ledger shimmered with a faint bronze light, the Dharma Seal clearly imprinted, like an iron nail thrust right before Fellow Daoist Liu Jin's eyes.
The Dharma Seal was real.
The ledger was also real. Only the due date was false.
The shopkeeper, standing across the counter, spoke with a voice so polite it bordered on indifference: "Fellow Daoist, if you feel wronged, you are free to report it. But today, the account cannot remain unsettled."
A cold wave swept over Fellow Daoist Liu Jin's body.
In the end, he was forced to pay off the old debt.
More than half of the Spirit Stones he held were extracted, yet he did not manage to buy even a single piece of Gold Element Treasure Material.
His Cave Mansion was sealed, burdened by old debts.
He had no choice but to use the few remaining Spirit Stones to stay at a remote inn.
In the inn, taverns, and even the streets, numerous Jade Slips suddenly began circulating.
