"..."
Listening to the other party's words, He Runhua wore a respectful expression, but inwardly, he was already rolling his eyes.
What gratitude...
Didn't he know perfectly well what wicked things he had done himself?
It would already be a blessing if people didn't curse him to have children without holes.
After all these years in the trade, how could he be fooled by a few casual words from her?
"Fairy, I understand what you mean."
"Only..."
He was about to continue making excuses.
But in the next instant, the woman's voice sounded beside his ear again.
"This Immortal also knows it has not been easy for you."
"Peaceful Money House is such a vast enterprise, with interest from every side tangled together. You have worked in the middle of it for so many years. The hardship you have endured has also been remembered by Her Ladyship."
He Runhua froze.
The words had come too suddenly. Unable to grasp her meaning for the moment, he hurriedly cupped his hands. "This is He's duty. I dare not speak of hardship."
The woman raised a hand and slowly said, "Three-Flavored Spirit Embryo."
"Not many. Just three. They must be prodigies with exceptional innate bones, abundant qi and blood, and long lifespans remaining. Human or Demon Race, either is fine. The more astonishing their talent, the better."
"If these three Three-Flavored Spirit Embryos can be delivered to the Jade Pool before the deadline."
The woman looked at him and said each word distinctly, "At this year's Peach Banquet, Her Ladyship will reserve a seat for you."
"..."
The room fell silent.
He Runhua stiffened in his chair. His mind went blank for a moment, and he even forgot to breathe.
The Peach Banquet.
It opened once every ten thousand years, gathering all immortals