"Deputy Envoy Cen, you flatter me. Thank you for coming to my aid. I'm deeply grateful."
Xu Yi smiled and gave Deputy Envoy Cen a slight bow.
He knew why Deputy Envoy Cen had called him clever. It was because earlier, in the main hall of the Prison Litigation Department, he hadn't hounded Chou Taichong and Zhou Zongshi relentlessly.
Indeed, given Xu Yi's vindictive nature, if he'd been able to wipe them out completely, how could he have let them off so easily?
It was just that he knew the more strength he borrowed to exact his revenge, the more of this favor he would use up. He'd struggled to build up a little goodwill with that great figure; to spend it on people like Zhou Zongshi and Chou Taichong would be a terrible waste.
He wasn't about to make a losing deal.
"Enough. There's no need to say more. I also told Elder Qin about how you conducted yourself in the main hall. Elder Qin was quite impressed and wants to meet you!"
Deputy Envoy Cen looked at Xu Yi with an amused expression, while inwardly mulling over what, exactly, had impressed Elder Qin so much that the reclusive elder—who never showed himself to anyone—had summoned Xu Yi.
"Thank you, Deputy Envoy Cen."
Xu Yi finished speaking with a smile and tossed him a Crystal Token.
Deputy Envoy Cen caught it, and his expression changed at once. "This... How could I accept this?"
"A mere thousand spirit stones can't compare to your kindness in saving my life. If you refuse, you must think little of me."
Xu Yi could now rightly be called wealthy. A thousand spirit stones was a considerable sum—an exorbitant price to pay for a favor—but what he lacked right now wasn't spirit stones. It was