Knock, knock, knock!
"Junior Brother Han, are you in the courtyard?"
"I am!"
Hearing the knock and Yu Zhengqian's call, Qing Mo casually put away his comic book, rose from his rocking chair, and slowly opened the courtyard gate.
The moment the gate opened, Qing Mo looked up and saw Yu Zhengqian, his face brimming with joy and excitement.
It seemed he had completed his earlier mission as well and finally obtained the Dragon Soul Grass he had been longing for!
"Junior Brother! When did you get back? You were pretty quick!"
"Not long ago. Senior Brother, you got the demon tree vine, right?"
"Mm! I got it, and I exchanged the mission reward too! Junior Brother, I really owe my success in completing this mission to your clever idea!"
"We're fellow disciples. We should help each other!"
Faced with Yu Zhengqian's praise, Qing Mo merely offered a couple of casual pleasantries.
"Oh, right! Junior Brother, this is for you!"
With a casual flick of his hand, Yu Zhengqian pulled a flower from his storage ring—brilliantly red and bewitchingly alluring, yet giving off a faint blue-gray glow—and forcibly stuffed it into Qing Mo's hand!
"Blood Charm Qiluo! Senior Brother, this is...?"
"You know your stuff, Junior Brother! I happened to come across it on my way back to the sect, so I brought it back as a gift of thanks for you!"
Hearing Qing Mo immediately name this divine herb, Yu Zhengqian gave him a thumbs-up on the spot.
"Since it's a token of Senior Brother's kindness, I'll accept it!"
"Would Senior Brother like to come in and sit for a while?"
After putting away the Blood Charm Qiluo, Qing Mo shifted slightly to the side to make way, raising a hand to invite Yu Zhengqian into the courtyard.
"No,