"Everyone, with all these treasures scattered across the floor, if you won't take them, then Xu won't stand on ceremony."
Xu Yi smiled and cupped his fists. With a sweep of his hand, all the resources on the floor vanished into his Starry Sky Ring. Not only that, but he also took the entire congratulatory gift tower Gong Xian had put together to make the scene look grand.
Of all the treasures scattered across the floor, the one that put Xu Yi most at ease was Han Zhongjun's Sun Moon Shuttle.
With this treasure in hand, he no longer had anything to worry about on his return journey.
After collecting the precious treasures, Xu Yi smiled as he fixed his gaze on Gong Xian and complained, "Brother Gong, what are you doing? When you think about it, we've crossed paths several times, yet we've never once had a proper conversation. Now that we've finally got the chance, you're in such a hurry to abandon me. What's the meaning of this? We've got so many old scores between us to settle. Surely we can't keep putting it off until the flowers bloom across ten miles for three lifetimes."
Gong Xian had never imagined that one day he would be engulfed by such profound helplessness. He wanted to beg Xu Yi, but reason told him it was useless, and he simply couldn't bring himself to do it. He swept his gaze around the hall in despair, only to discover, to his horror, that no one dared meet his eyes.
These damned toadies, these wretches, every last one of them was a damn wretch!
No, Gong Xian suddenly spotted a pair of eyes—the only ones in the entire hall that dared meet his.
He bowed deeply and clasped his fists. "Brother Shi, Big