The little one had just started to speak when the Veil Queen tossed the entire money pouch into Qiao Mu's arms, leaving no room for negotiation.
"There's 680,000 in there. No need for change! Give me seven detoxification pills!"
She had quickly caught on. If she hesitated for even a split second, that stoic-faced maiden would undoubtedly raise the price!
Veil Queen silently commended her own shrewdness, while also noticing Holy Son Miyan, standing nearby, looking at her with a knowing expression, as if he were well-versed in such matters.
Qiao Mu pocketed the money pouch and retrieved seven detoxification pills from her bosom, her face devoid of emotion. "These detoxification pills must be dissolved in water."
"Bring seven cups of water."
The Veil Queen promptly gathered seven cups and dishes of various sizes and instructed a water spiritual cultivator to fill them with water.
