"Two thousand?"
Chu Lian's eyes lit up, unable to hide her delight, "Is Immortal really telling the truth?"
"Of course, it's true."
Lin Qingluo smiled gently, with an undeniable charisma.
"I'm willing."
Chu Lian was overjoyed, her eyes sparkling.
"Since you agree, it's settled."
Lin Qingluo's smile was warm, "You go and tell the steward elder, and once I have the identity token prepared, we'll leave."
"Alright, I'll go tell them right away."
Chu Lian happily skipped away, taking small quick steps, disappearing like a wisp of smoke.
"Hehe."
Little Kingfisher stood on the roof and listened to the conversation, amused, teasing, "This girl has such a joyful character, it's quite pleasing to see."
"Mmm."
Lin Qingluo agreed in her heart, "It won't be lonely with her as a companion on the road."
*
Not long after Chu Lian left, the attendant in charge of handling the identity tokens, holding a thick notebook, appeared out of nowhere.