A moment later, the black-clothed steward entered the private room.

The eyes that looked at Lin Yun completely changed, and he smiled and said, "Young Master Lin, you are so hidden. I only now know that Boss Tong's client was yours, and he was really ugly before."

After saying that, he handed over a storage bag.

Lin Yun took it carefully and opened it and saw that it was packed with low-grade spirit stones.

After carefully counting, we confirmed that the number was correct, with a total of 54,000 pieces.

The remaining six thousand low-grade spirit stones have already reached Tong Hu's hands.

He had almost done nothing and got 6,000 low-grade spirit stones for free, which was also satisfying for Tong Hu.

"The young master of the Ruoyun family knows that his 70,000 low-grade spirit stones have come to Mr. Lin's hands, and I don't know what he will feel."

The black-clothed steward also felt funny when he felt that the young master of the Yun family knew the truth and would probably vomit blood in anger.

But who cares?

Lin Yun smiled slightly, did not answer, bowed and said, "Goodbye."

"Young Master Lin, go slowly!"

Looking at Lin Yun's back as he was gone, the greed in the black-clothed steward's eyes flashed and he sighed softly: "It's a pity that he is a disciple of Qingyun Sect. He has such strength at a young age. I am afraid that the elders are very powerful in the sect."
Chapter completed!