No wonder Dugu Jifeng, son of Second Master Dugu Yue, could easily take out ten thousand Spirit Stones to buy a fake snow lotus.
It seems that most of the Spirit Stones in Wan Jian Villa were embezzled by Dugu Yue.
Feng Jiuling, upon hearing this, angrily stood up: "Where did Dugu Yue's Spirit Stones go?"
Qian Sunli shook his head with a bitter smile: "I don't know; either he already moved them or hid them away. Anyway, after the Second Master died, we searched everywhere but found nothing at all."
"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"
Feng Jiuling was exasperated: "So, Dugu Yue already had a heart of a thief. It's all my fault for being so blind!"
But now, there was no other way.
Qian Sunli's idea wasn't a bad one after all.
After all, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse.
Though Wan Jian Villa sounds wretched, it should still be possible to appease those sects' people by using some treasures and Spirit Stones.
