"Did you pay for everything I bought today, Young Master Lin? I really can't let you do that."
Hearing what the outer pavilion manager said, Chu Feixue—no, Chu Ge wore a look of feigned surprise and hurriedly stood up to decline.
"Oh?"
Lin Tao waved dismissively. "It's just pocket change, consider it a welcome gift for our first meeting. If there's anything else you fancy, just name it all.
Meeting you today made me feel like we were old friends at first sight, and it warms my heart."
By this point he could see that this kid Chu Ge was gradually being reeled in, looking deeply moved by his patronage of the worthy.
He only needed to turn up the heat a little more, and the boy would surely follow him with absolute devotion.
After all, the fellow still genuinely believed he possessed only inferior spiritual aptitude and fancied himself cornered with nowhere to turn.
For him, the grand young master of the Lin Mansion, to offer such vigorous patronage—
Given the other's current predicament, this was nothing short of sending charcoal in snowy weather, the stroke of a true mentor in life.
That being the case, once he controlled this kid, taking down Chu Feixue would be all the easier.
After all, Chu Feixue was simply single-mindedly devoted to martial arts, and harbored no malice or hostility toward him.
"Well, Elder Brother Lin, there actually are a few things I failed to find. I thought the Spirit Treasure Pavilion auction would have them, but alas..."
At this, a look of touched shyness crossed Chu Ge's face as he picked up the slip of paper from the table, secretly lamenting that he hadn't written down enough items.
Looking at the stunned manager Gan Yuqian, he asked, "Manager Gan, does your