Everyone enjoyed this meal immensely.
Nobody discussed business; everyone just chatted about trivial matters, deepening their feelings for each other.
Li Yunjing had essentially achieved his goal of gathering everyone, which pleased him greatly.
"Young Master Li! I've taken care of the Geng Metal matter, and there are 200 spirit stones left. Please take them."
As the banquet ended and the cold wind howled, Ma Xingyuan naturally accompanied Li Yunjing on the way back and spoke up when no one else was around.
"Forget it! Fatty, you're my friend! You keep those 200 spirit stones and use them to improve your cultivation. When we enter the Inner Sect, I expect you to help me out!"
Li Yunjing waved his hand dismissively, rejecting the spirit stones Ma Xingyuan offered.
If it were before, he would have readily accepted them.
But having recently come into a fortune, 200 spirit stones were now insignificant to him.
