Night swallowed the Western District by the time they slipped back into Jade Immortal City.
Jared led Luther through a lattice of half-collapsed alleys until the abandoned shack reappeared, squatting behind a curtain of moldy bamboo.
Inside, the young cultivator hunched over a pile of prime crystals, lips shaping silent numbers. The door scraped, and he jerked so hard that glittering stones sprayed from his palms like startled fish.
His voice cracked before his knees did. "S-Seniors, I swear that was everything i knew. Press me again and it will still be nothing!"
Jared said nothing. He untied a broader sack and let it settle between them with a muted thud.
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