"What debt are you talking about? I've already returned the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors to the Mei Family, and the Mountain Ginseng Spiritual Medicine can hardly be considered yours," Xiao Xian felt more at ease now, her mind racing, she began to tally the account. She had run a small medicinal factory and sold sweet potatoes before; she wasn't someone who could be easily swindled.
"What kind of repayment do you call that, giving me back a Spiritual Artifact made from Meteor Crystal? That night when Xiao Xian lost consciousness, the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors vanished without a trace. For two months, Mei Nian fell short of using X-rays to scan Xiao Xian, yet never found a trace of the scissors.
Xiao Xian's heart stirred slightly, inside her space, the Spiritual Rhinoceros Scissors were being played with by Little White Jiao in a game of "hide and seek," burrowing in the dirt, rolling in the water, revolving around sugarcane seedling, lively as ever.
