Li Chuping was beginning to regret his somewhat rash decision to return this time; after all, this fellow's spending was not just a drop in the bucket.
"You really dare to spend! Two thousand one hundred top-grade Spirit Stones, that's two hundred and ten thousand low-grade Spirit Stones, down to the last one! Do you know how much the Sikong Mansion's annual budget is? If everyone spent like you, we would all be reduced to the winds of the Northwest!"
Hou Niao argued with conviction, "A Spirit Stone is only a Spirit Stone when you spend it; hoarded, it's just a rock! I've noticed that this is a bad habit in our Sikong Mansion. We're too stingy. Clearly we could gain information by spending Spirit Stones, but we insist on guessing instead.
If the spies in Jianye had been in the habit of spending Spirit Stones, many pieces of information could have been obtained, such as the fact that Xu Shanren had already been dead..."
