However, how could Jing Long have given up his position as first disciple and Steward Hu have openly and covertly taken his side, unless he was someone of consequence?
Steward Liu was turning the matter over in his mind when Xu Yi clasped his hands toward him. "I know you're angry with me, Steward Liu, for ruining Chang Feng's plans. But really, you have no one to blame but Chang Feng for being so useless. Why take your anger out on me? How about this: I'll offer you a token of my goodwill and help calm your temper."
As he spoke, Xu Yi held out a large pile of Primordial Pills, wrapped in spiritual energy, and offered them to Steward Liu. Steward Liu glanced at them and immediately saw there were at least two hundred. His mouth, already opening to speak, fell open even wider, but not a word came out.
"These two hundred or so Primordial Pills will make up for ruining your plans, Steward Liu. If any trouble comes of this, you can pin it all on me. What do you say?"
Xu Yi asked with a smile.
"Ah, mm, ah..."
Steward Liu gasped, his shock rising three times.
He was utterly stunned. Was the person standing before him really a probationary disciple? The man gave gifts with such brazen extravagance, tossing out more than two hundred Primordial Pills in one go. Just who was this scion?
He had planned to wait until they arrived and use Xu Yi's failure to pay the one thousand Primordial Pills in promotion fees to make things difficult for him.
But seeing Xu Yi hand over gifts so freely, he knew that the thousand Primordial Pills would hardly pose a problem for this man either.
Besides, at that moment, he had no