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Zhou Yun's brows were tightly furrowed, and her eyes were flashing with tiny cold lights, as sharp as cold stars. In front of her was a plate of braised tofu, as if she was thinking about whether to smash the tofu at Jimo Changliu's head.

"Okay, Miss Zhou, I was wrong." Jimo Changliu quickly changed his words. He clearly felt a chill sweeping through his body. He quickly picked up the other chicken leg from the roast chicken in front of him and put it into Zhou Yun's bowl.

Zhou Yun just glanced at the chicken leg in the bowl without picking up his chopsticks. Instead, he elegantly picked up the new dish on the table.

Her movements were as light as the wind. She only took a small bite of each dish and then changed plates, as if she was performing a food tasting ceremony.

She picked up her chopsticks for all of the dozens of dishes on the table, except for those that required her to peel and remove the thorns.

After Zhou Yun finished eating, he gently put down his chopsticks and said to the waiter, "Pack up all the untouched dishes."

"Is Miss Zhou full?" Jimo Changliu asked, thinking to himself that this girl was so extravagant in eating, it would be even more difficult to support her in other aspects. Fortunately, she was raised by Jimo Yanzhou, otherwise he really couldn't afford it.

After all, Jimo Yanzhou's family, the Le family, was once the wealthiest family in the Great Wilderness, with abundant financial resources.

Zhou Yun stood up and thanked Jimo Changliu: "I'm full. Thank you for the hospitality, Master Changliu."

Jimo Changliu shouted to the maid who was wolfing down the food at the small table behind Zhou Yun, "Take back the food that Miss Zhou packed."

The maid stood up, responded respectfully, and hurried to ask the waiter for a lunch box.

Outside, the fight between Xiao Jingyi and Jimo Zhiqiu was over. Both of them were injured, but they were just superficial wounds and nothing serious. They were each taken back to the mansion by the guards. There was no need to inform their parents about this fight between the younger generation.

After leaving the Cuisine Pavilion, Zhou Yun asked the maid to deliver the food to Jimo Yanzhou's yard first, and said, "Go back home first. If Jimo Yanzhou asks, tell him that I will be back later."

The maid was carrying a large food box, nodded, and asked, "Young lady, you don't want to go back with me, is there something else you want to do?"

At this time, Jimo Changliu caught up with Zhou Yun and said, "Miss Zhou, the Tianbao Pavilion is in front of us. How about going for a walk together?"

Zhou Yun nodded and said, "Okay."

Jimo Changliu's steps suddenly stopped. He was just speaking casually. If she liked something expensive in Tianbao Pavilion, should he pay for her or not give a penny?

Can't he say less with his big mouth?

Zhou Yun had already started walking towards Tianbao Pavilion, and soon arrived at the entrance of Tianbao Pavilion. She turned around and saw Jimo Changliu still far behind, staggering, and seemingly very reluctant to come to Tianbao Pavilion. Zhou Yun remained calm and stood quietly at the door waiting for him.

Jimo Changliu saw Zhou Yun waiting for him and had no choice but to speed up.

When the shopkeeper of Tianbao Pavilion saw Jimo Changliu, he hurried over to greet him: "Master Changliu, you are here. Your presence makes me feel that my shop is prosperous." The shopkeeper said cheerfully, and then said: "The third lady just had a big fight with the young master of the Xiao family and smashed a lot of things. I have made a list. Do you want to take a look?"

The reason why Jimo Changliu was so hesitant and reluctant to walk into Tianbao Pavilion was because he had already expected that nothing good would happen.

"You can ask my third sister to compensate for the things she broke. I have no money." Jimo Changliu said. He just treated Zhou Xiaomei to a meal and it cost him more than five hundred taels of silver, which was all his hard-earned money.

The shopkeeper of Tianbao Pavilion showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, but at this moment he heard Zhou Yun's gentle voice: "Shopkeeper, how much is this?" The girl was holding an emerald green jade flute in her hand.

The shopkeeper was a shrewd man. When he saw Jimo Changliu bringing people in, he guessed that he was going to buy something. That was perfect, he could settle the bill for Miss Zhiqiu's damaged items here, killing two birds with one stone.

"This jade flute is a top-grade spiritual weapon. It's not cheap." said the shopkeeper, and then praised Zhou Yun for his unique vision. This jade flute may seem inconspicuous, but it is actually a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Jimo Changliu took the jade flute from Zhou Yun's hand with a look of disdain on his face, frowning and saying, "It's just an ordinary magic weapon, far inferior to the lowest-grade weapons in my Jimo family's weapon tomb."

The shopkeeper smiled slightly. He knew that Jimo Changliu was cunning, so he said, "Master Changliu is wrong. This is a top-grade magic weapon. There is no weapon of this quality in the weapon tomb of the Jimo family."

"How do you know?" Zhou Yun's curiosity was aroused. She had never seen any record of the weapons tomb in the Jimo family history book, and judging from Jimo Changliu's expression, what the shopkeeper said was true.

The shopkeeper replied calmly, "If there were good things in the weapon tomb of the Jimo family, they wouldn't come to my Tianbao Pavilion to buy them every year."

"How much is this?" Zhou Yun took the jade flute back from Jimo Changliu and rubbed it gently with his fingertips. Although it was not as good as the one that was destroyed by Jimo Yanzhou before, it was better than the bamboo flute he was holding now.

"If the girl really wants it, then this is the price." The shopkeeper made a five gesture.

Jimo Changliu exclaimed: "Five hundred gold? That's too expensive!"

When the shopkeeper heard him say this, his eyes changed slightly, "Master Changliu, don't joke around. A magical weapon of this quality would be worth at least 10,000 gold if it were sold elsewhere. I only want 5,000 gold for you, which is already very cheap."

"What?" Jimo Changliu exclaimed, "Boss, you have to know that the reason you can run your Tianbao Pavilion smoothly in Tianhui City is because my Jimo family manages this area in an orderly manner."

The shopkeeper resisted the urge to roll his eyes, pointed at the things that were broken by Jimo Zhiqiu and Xiao Jingyi, and said with a fake smile: "Then Master Changliu, please compensate for these damaged items according to the price."

Jimo Changliu frowned and said in a deep voice: "Whoever broke it should be compensated, and the Xiao family must also bear part of it. As for the part that the Jimo family has to pay, since you opened a store in Tianhui City, the Jimo family will naturally protect you. I thought you would be embarrassed to ask us for it."

The shopkeeper smiled flatteringly, "But favors are favors, and business is business. I pay the protection fee to the Jimo family on time every year. The Jimo family has never charged less than a cent. Moreover, they recently said that they would increase the protection fee by 30%. I heard that it was you, the fifth young master, who proposed this. Once the protection fee increases, it will be difficult for me to do business. I have no choice but to increase the cost, otherwise I will not be able to open this store."

Jimo Changliu originally wanted to bargain further, but after hearing what the shopkeeper said, he immediately realized that a 30% increase in protection fees was too little, and it seemed that he had to increase it by 35%. After all, if he wanted to make a profit, he had to raise the cost.

Without saying anything, Zhou Yun put the jade flute back into the box it came in, picked up the box, and said to the shopkeeper, "I'll buy it."

Then he turned to look at Jimo Changliu and said, "Master Changliu said he would give him money."