Qi Guan glanced at Palace Mistress Yao. To him, she had always been someone he could only look up to. He never imagined that one day she would become this man's maidservant. What a pity. What a shame.
"May I ask whether Third Master has obtained a white willow?"
"Obviously." Lu Yin didn't bother being polite.
Qi Guan froze. In all his years, no one had ever dared speak to him so rudely. He came from the Qi family and had Yu Sang Tian backing him; everything had always gone smoothly for him. Even when the Fallen Alliance opposed the Qi family, they had never been this discourteous. Lu Yin's attitude left him at a loss for words.
"If you didn't know about the white willow, would you have come looking for me? What, do you think you're some great expert and want to try your hand against me?" Lu Yin scoffed.
Qi Guan composed himself, suppressing the anger and hostility welling up inside him. In a low voice, he said, "The white willow is a treasure of artistic conception. If it's with Third Master, my Qi family is willing to pay a price to take it off your hands, along with the Da Ling Saint."
Lu Yin took a snack from Palace Mistress Yao and stuffed it into his mouth, then spat it out. "It's no good. Give me another."
Palace Mistress Yao handed him a different snack.
Lu Yin tried it. "This one's no good either. Give me another."
"No good."
"Still no good. What's going on? Doesn't Da Ling Domain have any tasty snacks or fruit? Local specialties will do."
Lao Tao ingratiated himself with Lu Yin. "Master, Da Ling Domain isn't known for producing those things. It'll be different once we reach the Nine Domains Ringing