After some calculations, aside from the treasures he'd seized in Heavenly God Hall, what else did he have that he could offer?
The pretty maid in purple giggled and fixed Xu Yi with a stare. "What exactly can you offer my lady in thanks? Don't think that reciting a couple of sour little verses will make her look at you more favorably. You said you're only at the Body Tempering Realm. Besides having a big appetite, what other talents do you have? Never mind. Since you've already thanked my lady, hurry and get off the boat. I'll have Old Wang find a place to dock so you can leave."
Xu Yi smiled faintly, gave the Green-clad woman another fist salute, and turned to go.
Since he had no way to repay her for now, he could only keep this kindness in his heart and repay it later.
As soon as Xu Yi had left, he heard the Green-clad woman chide, "Why did you send him away? I think he has some talent. How about asking if he's willing to stay? If he is, we can keep him on the salary we paid Steward Wu."
The pretty maid in purple exclaimed, "My lady, why go to all this trouble? He's just a poor, shabby scholar. How could he deserve such favor from you?"
The Green-clad woman pointed at the painting on the easel, Spring in a Secluded Courtyard, and said, "Now that you've added that line of poetry, look at the painting again. Doesn't it look more than ten times better?"
The maid in purple suddenly understood. "I see! You want to use that fellow's literary talent to enhance the painting? Wait, no—how can you be sure those verses were written by him? What if he heard them somewhere else? Wouldn't