Chapter 67: Nangong Mei’s Circumstances (3)

Because Nangong Mei's situation… was rather strange.

He wasn't sure why the feeling had appeared so suddenly.

On the surface, everything lined up.

A poor outer disciple, self-taught alchemy, failed batches, debt piling up past two thousand spirit stones, the Resource Hall tightening the noose.

It was a common enough tragedy in the outer sect.

And yet… something felt off.

She had been able to keep buying ingredients on credit long enough for the debt to reach two thousand.

The Resource Hall was not known for being generous with rootless outer disciples.

Even with interest, they usually cut someone off far earlier than that unless there was a reason to keep extending the line.

He looked down at the crying woman clinging to his leg.

Sure, she was messy.

Her hair was tangled and half-covering her face, her robes were plain and slightly worn, and her eyes were red from crying.