Passing through all the way back to the Fifth District.
In the days after Su Qingqing left, he and Song Ping'an remained at the inn here.
It's not that they couldn't afford inns in other districts, it just wasn't necessary to spend unnecessary money since all inns were more or less the same.
Returning to the room.
Song Changming opened the iron box he carried with him.
The box was always wrapped in his innate qi aura, preventing the spiritual energy emitted by the Mountain Ginseng Spirit inside from leaking out and being detected.
He opened the iron box, and the Mountain Ginseng Spirit lay quietly inside, motionless, as if in a deep slumber.
It wasn't until Song Changming touched it that it suddenly woke up, its fine tendrils swinging wildly.
Seeing that it was Song Changming who opened the iron box, it finally seemed to wake up from a dream and relaxed.
