"Since there's nothing else, Star Official, stay behind. You go back." Di Juan left those words with a cold expression.
"Fine, fine." Di Feng looked reluctant. He bowed to Di Juan and me, then stepped back, preparing to leave.
"Wait."
Unable to bear seeing the two siblings develop a rift over such trivial matters, I raised my hand and took out a star-art rubbing.
The two siblings were indeed stunned.
"Brother-in-law, what do you mean by this?" Di Feng's expression froze. He looked at Di Juan in confusion, apparently wondering whether his sister had sent me a voice transmission asking for the rubbing.
But when he saw that her expression was even more surprised than his own, he realized it had been my idea.
"I married your sister. Since you've called me brother-in-law, I naturally have to give you a red envelope for changing how you address me after serving tea. This is a rubbing of my star-art. It'll help you comprehend the star-art compatible with the Supreme Star Artifact, so I'm giving it to you." I tossed the star-art rubbing to him.
Actually, I had also given this inferior version of the star-art rubbing to Great Luotian. After they comprehended and adapted it, even if it was no longer the original version—and might even have been butchered beyond recognition—they would certainly pass it down to their clansmen. Sooner or later, it would spread outward. That would benefit my Dao Foundation and legacy, so there was no need to deliberately hide it.
"This... Brother-in-law, this is your star-art rubbing. Are you really giving it to me?" Di Feng hurriedly covered the star-art rubbing, his emotions almost getting the better of him.
"You don't want it?"
"How could that be! According to what my clan brothers say, only those Great Luotian