After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lin Dong got straight to the point. "Brother Xiao, could you help Lin Dong resolve a lingering doubt? Why did Brother Xiao know that the thing Lin Dong sought was in the Ice Ling Clan?"
Those ink-black eyes fixed intently on Xiao Yan, waiting for him to give a satisfactory answer.
Xiao Yan smiled faintly and personally refilled Lin Dong's cup with steaming fragrant tea. "Xiao Yan did not know."
Lin Dong had expected Xiao Yan to offer all manner of bizarre explanations, yet he received such an answer instead. He paused, then smiled. "Well, not knowing is fine. What matters is that Lin Dong has found what he lost again."
To the current Lin Dong, was that so-called truth really so important? No, it was inconsequential. The most important thing was that his Huanhuan had returned~
Seeing Lin Dong so casually brush the matter aside, a flicker of amusement crossed Xiao Yan's eyes. With a wave of his arm, he said, "Hehe, Brother Lin, please have some tea."
After taking a small sip of tea, Lin Dong took out the Crimson Flame Token from his Mustard Seed Bracelet and placed it on the table. His gaze burned as he looked at Xiao Yan. "Lin Dong has come this time in hopes of using this Crimson Flame Token to request Brother Xiao's assistance once."
"Of course. I specifically left seclusion for this matter. However, Brother Lin should keep this token. Consider it a memento."
Xiao Yan nodded lightly and pushed the token before him back.
"Alright, thank you, Brother Xiao."
Lin Dong had never been one to drag things out. He directly returned the token to his Mustard Seed Bracelet, then flipped his palm. A golden bowl, so glazed and translucent it was nearly transparent,