Seeing Qibao carrying that bag of jade fragments like she found a treasure, Huo Sining's forehead immediately broke out in black lines.
Next to her, Su Qingqing was also looking curiously at the bag in Qibao's hand, with a hint of skepticism and disdain, she asked:
"Qibao, why did you collect this pile of junk? This stuff can't be processed into jewelry, not even scrap yards would take it!"
Qibao wrinkled her nose, gave Su Qingqing a disdainful look, and said mysteriously, "Of course, I have a use for it. Who said trash can't be turned into treasure? The mountain man has a clever plan!"
"What use do you have?" Su Qingqing asked suspiciously.
Qibao tilted her head arrogantly and said, "It's none of your business, as long as it's useful to me!"
"You little brat, you're quite cocky!" Su Qingqing said with a laugh.
