People of the Literary Path valued courtesy before force, and on this point, it was rather in line with Lin Heng's way of doing things.
After all, the Green Pavilion Sect's name stood before them. They could not possibly come straight to the Green Pavilion Sect to rob it, so this was an opportunity to squeeze out benefits.
"But... but wasn't that White Mystic Brush the love token you gave Big Senior?" Meng Yutong realized belatedly.
"(???) Uh... oh, right, right." Lin Heng was stunned at first, but quickly reacted to what was going on. Most likely, First Senior Sister had deliberately shown it off in front of others. Calling it a love token was not too much.
"Ahem! It's not as if we're really giving it to them. First Senior Sister made several imitations. You get what I mean, right?"
"Big son, aren't you treating them like fools by deceiving them like this?" After hearing his idea, Dugu Zixuan felt somewhat like laughing.
The people of the Literary Path were not fools. Could they really not tell whether something was an artifact of the Literary Path?
"(*╯3╰) That's not necessarily true. The White Mystic Brush was from when I was robbing a grave... no, I mean, when I was exploring a cave and met Senior Bai Yangzi. He personally handed it to me and asked me to pass it on to the later generations of the Literary Path."
"Maybe even the Bai Family doesn't know exactly what the White Mystic Brush looks like, let alone other people." Lin Heng pouted, rubbing against Meng Yutong's arm as he replied.
(ˉ?ˉ;) Robbing a grave... exploring a cave?!
Bai Yangzi was a figure from the former dynasty, dead for who knew how many years, and he could still personally hand it to