In the hall, Xie Xin Su's eyes brimmed with tears.
The Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object had been tossed into the garbage pile. It hurt her heart beyond measure.
She hated it so much—hated that she was a cat, powerless to do anything.
She also hated that cold, heartless man. That bumpkin did not recognize treasure when he saw it.
He had probably practiced martial arts until his brain turned stupid.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Xie Xin Su looked toward the door, utterly listless.
With the Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object gone, the Spiritual Qi in the room had grown much thinner and more concealed.
Yet with the strength and knowledge she had possessed as an Origin Core cultivator, Xie Xin Su still discovered that the magic treasure she had sensed before was here.
Qi Yuan walked out of his room and opened the door. Looking at the young man outside, he yawned. "Who are you looking for?"
"May I come in and sit for a while?" The man outside was naturally Luo Ping.
This time, he had come alone.
All his subordinates had been left at Yang Shan's home.
"Sure." Qi Yuan looked at the unfamiliar man and answered casually.
His answer mildly surprised Luo Ping.
If it had been him, encountering a strange man knocking on his door and asking to come in for a chat, he would have asked about his intentions no matter what.
But when he considered that the other party might have a mental illness, everything became perfectly reasonable.
Luo Ping entered the room, swept his gaze over the entire place, then sat beside the sofa.
He introduced himself. "My name is Luo Ping. Two months ago, I was still an... ordinary civil servant.
"You know, I never had a mother-in-law growing up, so I