There were benefits?
Li Cunxiao froze. Before he could speak, Zhang Lishi pressed on:
"Ordinary fine horses are something our escort agency can afford to keep. County Governor Murong is the parent of an entire county; the prized steed he keeps must be far beyond the ordinary."
Murong Bai's brows twisted fiercely. He gave Zhang Lishi a long, deep look.
"Lead the Heavenly Horse bloodline steed from my residence to the Flying Tiger Escort Agency."
After giving that single order, he immediately rose and left. The steward of his residence looked astonished upon hearing it, but still obeyed.
This time, Zhang Lishi did not stop him. Li Cunxiao even saw a hint of a successful smile on that rough face before he turned to the other two families.
"Patriarch Xiao, Patriarch Ye, what do you think?"
What could they think? Even Murong Bai, the County Governor, had taken a step back. What else was there to say?
Spend money to avert disaster, spend money to avert disaster. This tiger, Zhang Lishi, cannot be provoked for now.
Comforting himself thus, Ye Zhi Qiu forced out a smile.
"I have heard that your esteemed disciple broke through in two months. He truly is a heaven-sent genius. Yet among the three barriers of sinews, bones, and skin, having spiritual medicines to assist him would achieve twice the result with half the effort."
"As it happens, when my son was training his skin, I purchased a batch of Water-Fire Paste from Brother Song. There is still enough left for one person, just right for Li Sanlang to use."
When Ye Rongzu heard that his father was willing to spend money, he first breathed a sigh of relief. But then doubt rose in his heart—the Water-Fire Paste had long since been used up. Where could