Shen Wan's skill at grasping people's hearts had grown ever more refined. She could already sense that the "esteemed guest" across from her was quite indulgent toward her. Her manner of speaking thus became much more relaxed and casual, yet she still kept hold of the proper measure and never crossed the line.
Guiyan was fairly at ease with how she handled matters, so he asked no further questions.
After a brief joke, Shen Wan's expression turned serious. "Building momentum is something this pavilion must and will do in organizing the trade fair, but please rest assured, esteemed guest. Still, I would like to ask: how much Xuanming True Water do you have left?"
"What? There's already not enough?"
"Many parties on our side have expressed interest. They are not offering Donghua Relics, but their items are all exceedingly valuable. We wished to see whether they might interest you."
As she spoke, Shen Wan handed over a jade slip. Guiyan swept it with his senses and was somewhat surprised. It was a dazzling array, a grand sight to behold—every item and resource listed was immensely valuable.
In the past, he would likely have treated them like worn-out shoes, but now, he fell into thought.
Shen Wan had long suggested that, beyond his demands for Donghua Relics, he provide another list in case of unforeseen needs. He had not taken it seriously then, but when the detailed inventory of treasures was laid out before him, he realized that every profession had its own specialty!
After all, things were different now. More and more people and matters were tied to him, and he had no choice but to consider those around him, certain believers, and his dependents. To say nothing else, fulfilling Old Mr. Zhu's final wish and restoring the Shangqing lineage