"Master, are we really just leaving like this?"
At the Li Family's full-moon banquet, Huang Xiujin had talked at length with Li Dalong and his wife in the inner hall before finally taking his leave.
A Spirit Boat soared through the sky. Huang Xiujin stood at its prow, not daring to look back at the seemingly ordinary little mountain village below.
His subordinate couldn't help feeling puzzled. Their master always acted with extraordinary boldness; whenever there was a battle, he would pay a visit. Usually, he came away with a great haul of resources or slaughtered everyone on the spot. It was rare for him to return empty-handed like this.
Huang Xiujin stood against the wind, exuding the bearing of a great expert. "The way Yunshu Wanghai Pavilion survives is by befriending people across the world. The Li Family are all sensible people. They've agreed to serve Yunshu Wanghai Pavilion."
"I see! The Master truly possesses unparalleled wisdom!"
At his words,
Huang Xiujin's figure looked ever more imposing in his subordinates' eyes. He continued, "Pass down the order. Tell all the sects and families we encountered on this trip to Qingyun County that the Li Family of Tailin is no longer a threat. We will no longer pursue the matter of the Dragon Tiger Sect's destruction. The Li Family's annual offering... will be one hundred thousand low-grade Spirit Stones."
His subordinates were stunned again. "One hundred thousand low-grade Spirit Stones? Master, the offerings from other families have never been this low."
"..."
How could his subordinates see Huang Xiujin's expression?
By now, he was sweating cold. He was nothing like the otherworldly figure his back suggested. His teeth clenched, and he forced his voice to sound calm and indifferent. "I simply admire them greatly, so I've granted them a small