The next day, Yun Qi finally descended the mountain with her uncle and brother.
Although she was very interested in the things about the Esoteric Sect, her master didn't know much either, and had already told her everything he could.
Before leaving, Little Dumpling solemnly admonished, "Senior Brother Qingfeng, Master is one of those rare unlucky fates in the Daoist sect, and you have the rare leaking fortune fate. Even when you two were here, it was just barely enough for Yuqing Temple to get by when incense was flourishing. Now with fewer tourists, remember to stretch every penny as far as you can. All money should be spent wisely. You can't take ice cream that looks like it cost fifty cents a stick but actually costs several dozen money lightly!"
Named Senior Brother Qingfeng didn't get angry or annoyed and chuckled, "No worries, Qi is very capable, and surely won't watch Master starve."
