"You mean all the resources are gone, not a single bit left?"
Yang Lin wasn't interested in the nonsense Lin Jing was saying; he just wanted to know if there were any resources left!
"Gone." Lin Jing replied with a smile.
"Alright, alright." Yang Lin said "good" multiple times, his face turned stern as he said, "Fine, I won't hold you accountable for misusing the resources of the Immortal Treasury."
"However, you must make amends."
Yang Lin calculated that in three years, Lin Jing had embezzled some, shared some with those Spirit Monsters, and indeed it had long been exhausted!
Even if he wanted to recover some, it seemed unlikely.
A true man can bend and stretch; since the resources of the Immortal Treasury can't be recovered, it's impossible to directly break ties with Lin Jing, Mingtu Lady, and other Spirit Monsters, so he must find ways to recover losses in other areas; only then will he not be killed by his master.
"What wrong have I done?"
