But it was hardly surprising. Nan Wuming had been an elite disciple of the Vermilion Bright Nether Void Palace to begin with.
A faint smile tugged at Nan Wuming's lips. "How could I compare with you, Junior Brother Tang? I've only just emerged from seclusion after attaining the Yang Spirit Realm. I heard you attained it long ago, so I came especially to congratulate you..."
Congratulate me? Since when were we that close? Besides, I attained the Yang Spirit Realm a decade or two ago. What are you congratulating me for now?
Tang Changsheng grew suspicious, especially after seeing the lavish gift Nan Wuming had brought. It left him even more uncertain.
Has this fellow lost his mind? A gift this lavish? Even when Cloudtail Mountain's treasury was at its fullest, it never held this much!
Tang Changsheng was still reeling when Nan Wuming flushed and said, "I offended you during that business in the Wuman World. My master, True Lord Nan, asked me to bring you this!"
"Hm?"
"Ahem. Well, I have something else to attend to, so I'll be going. Oh, and... if anything comes up in the future, I hope you'll look out for me, Junior Brother Tang..." Nan Wuming stumbled over his words.
Tang Changsheng understood. Nan Wuming wanted a favor!
The gift he had hesitated to accept was now safe to take. More importantly, Tang Changsheng really was poor. Refining that batch of Blood Essence Pills had drained Cloudtail Mountain's funds. He was not quite so poor that he could not put food on the table, but he was close!
Though he still had no idea what Nan Wuming wanted, Tang Changsheng accepted the gift without the slightest hesitation.
Only then did Nan Wuming look relieved. Ignoring Tang Changsheng's attempts to keep him there, he