Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Nangong Yun said at the right moment: "This top-grade Xuan Gang wood is the treasure of the Longque Pavilion in Xiangong City."

"Earlier Xie of our sect offered a high price of 20 million high-grade spirit stones for it, but Senior Sister Lan was unwilling to part with it. Now, she is willing to give it to Fellow Daoist Jiang."

She looked at Jiang Han and said, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, today's incident was all a misunderstanding. This was all caused by Shopkeeper He alone. Senior Sister Lan was also harmed by him because of her poor judgment of him."

"Since Shopkeeper He has been punished and Senior Sister Lan has promptly admitted her fault, can you please forgive her this time?"

Jiang Han's gaze fell on Mrs. Lan, who quickly lowered her head even lower, not daring to say a word.

After a moment, he smiled faintly: "Well, since it's a misunderstanding, I won't bother with you too much."

After receiving so many things from the other party, it would not be good if he still held on to them.

What's more, these treasures are hard to find, and he still needs the help of the Lingfu Palace to find them, and he can't offend the other party too much.

"Why don't you thank Fellow Daoist Jiang quickly?" Nangong Yun said in a stern tone.

Madam Lan's heart finally settled down, and she quickly bowed to Jiang Han, "Thank you, Brother Jiang, for your tolerance. I promise this will never happen again!"

Then he handed the jade box over respectfully.

Jiang Han took it and tossed a jade slip to Nangong Yun: "Fellow Daoist Nangong, I wonder if your sect has the item recorded on it. If so, I am willing to pay a high price for it."

Nangong Yun took a look and said, "There are some, but they are scattered all over the place. It will take time to prepare them."

"If you have some free time, Brother Jiang, you may stay in Xiangong City for a few more days. I will send someone to bring you here."

Jiang Han stood up and said, "Of course, I will wait for your good news. Goodbye."

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, please wait a moment!"

Nangong Yun called him and then instructed the maid beside him: "Junior Sister Lian, go get a box of Bifangxue."

After the other person left, she continued, "I am also a tea lover. I am very happy to meet you, Daoist Jiang, today. Please don't refuse."

"This...thank you, Fellow Daoist Nangong."

Jiang Han felt a little embarrassed because of this incident.

This time he came today, he stayed in the villa arranged by the other party, and almost demolished the Lingfu Palace store.

But not only did the other party not have any dissatisfaction, the saint even came out personally and treated them with the best spiritual tea.

Then he first gave the purple gold jade plate, and then gave the map that recorded the whereabouts of the Qingluan Sword Bamboo.

He also acted very quickly to find out the cause of the incident. Although we don't know whether it is true or not, his attitude was very appropriate.

Before leaving, he actually gave him a box of tea that could help him understand the laws of heaven and earth!

In this situation, he couldn't get angry even if he wanted to.

Not long after, Jiang Han left with a box of Bifangxue. The other party was even very thoughtful and gave him a few sets of tea-making utensils.

Even Su Ping and Lan Yuan returned home satisfied with a box of second-rate tea each.

After the figures of several people completely disappeared, the smile on Nangong Yun's face slowly disappeared.

The jade slip in front of her flew up by itself, and Madam Lan's eyes lit up. What the Sword Sect's Holy Son needed must be extraordinary. Maybe it could make up for the loss of Dragon Sparrow Pavilion this time and let her make amends!

She raised her hand to take it, but saw the jade slip float past her and land in the hands of a maid beside her: "Ask Senior Brother Jin to do it and send it over as soon as possible."

"Yes." The maid responded and retreated.

Mrs. Lan's face froze and she withdrew her right hand awkwardly.

She knew that this matter would not be so easy to expose!

That was a treasure that the Holy Son of the Sword Sect needed. No one knew how many spirit stones it was worth, but he just gave it to someone else right in front of her.

It’s a big loss, it’s really a big loss today!

If I had known this earlier, I would not have read the book today. If I had entertained the guests myself, maybe this wouldn’t have happened.

Damn Manager He, you really killed me!

Mrs. Lan clenched her fists tightly and stared at the air angrily.

Ahhh! I'm so angry!!

"Senior Sister Lan, what's so good about that storybook?" Nangong Yun asked someone to change the tea set and fiddled with it on his own.

Mrs. Lan was stunned. There was a lot of fun in it, but she didn't know how to describe it.

She thought for a moment, then said nervously, "How about... I take a few volumes for Your Highness to read?"

Nangong Yun paused and looked at his senior sister helplessly. After meeting her innocent eyes, he took a deep breath in worry.

After a moment, she sighed helplessly: "The Xuan Gang Wood will be recorded in the expenses of Xiangong City, but you will find a way to repair the destroyed Longque Pavilion yourself."

Mrs. Lan blinked at her, and when she didn't respond, she said softly, "Oh," then turned and left in disappointment.

Nangong Yun tilted his head to glance at her back, shook his head and smiled, "Jiang Han wants a lot of things. I'm afraid Senior Brother Jin is too busy to handle it. Senior Sister, go and help him prepare them."

"real?!"

Madam Lan turned around excitedly, then saluted solemnly and happily: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and ran outside, as if she was afraid that Nangong Yun would go back on his word.

Nangong Yun chuckled, put down the tea set, and holding Zi Meng Diao, looked down at the endless Xiangong City.

He stroked its furry head with his fingers and murmured:

"That's not good. He must have remembered you. Jiang Han glanced at you at least seven or eight times just now. If he catches you, he will definitely roast you and eat you."

The purple dream mink raised its head and rubbed its palm against hers with an innocent look on its face, making some noises in its mouth, but no one knew what it was mumbling.

"Why did you insist on getting close to him in the first place? Now the cause and effect are set. I can't help you. Figure out what to do."

Zi Mengdiao lay weakly in her arms and shook his head in the direction Jiang Han left.

The tea beside him was bubbling and steaming. Nangong Yun rested his chin on Zi Mengdiao's head. Two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, were staring absent-mindedly at the void ahead.

"The Ji family couldn't help but take action now. I don't know how the uncle's preparations are going."

"And that Qingmang Mountain, it's really... how did they all come together?"

……

"Elder Gu! Elder Gu! His Highness is fighting with the people from the Ling Fu Palace!"

Elder Li hurried into the tea room on the ninth floor, shouting as he ran. His voice was as loud as a bell, making Gu Xiangting, who was meditating, feel his veins jump.

He glanced at Elder Li with annoyance and said, "Why are you so flustered? Tell me slowly. Who started the fight?"

Elder Li was forced to hold back his breath, rubbed his chest with a bitter face and said:

"I just got the news that His Royal Highness the Saint Son went to the Dragon Sparrow Pavilion and then, for some reason, suddenly got into a fight with the people there."

"I heard they were outnumbered six to twenty-five, and they actually gained the upper hand. They even demolished the Dragon Bird Pavilion!"