Nalan Yanran seemed to remember something. She took a few steps forward and said softly, "Sir, if you can heal my grandfather, Yanran and the Nalan Family would be eternally grateful."
"Oh? You want me to heal your grandfather too?"
Fan Tian smiled. This girl really did not treat him like a stranger. They had only just met, yet she dared to make so many requests.
Nalan Yanran was a woman who, at fifteen, had dared to keep her family in the dark and take a deacon from the Misty Cloud Sect to the Xiao Clan to break off her engagement. When it came to courage alone, she certainly had plenty.
"Healing your grandfather isn't out of the question," Fan Tian said. "But what would my payment be?"
Nalan Yanran frowned and thought carefully. "My lord, with your discerning eye, ordinary things probably hold no appeal for you. Our Nalan Family was fortunate enough to obtain a medicinal herb called seven illusory azure spirit saliva. Would that interest you?"
Fan Tian shook his head. "That herb has some value, but not enough to warrant my personal intervention."
Nalan Yanran's face paled. Her grandfather's Brand Poison was growing worse. President Fa Ma of the Alchemist Guild was already at his wits' end, while her master seemed to have fallen out with Gu He.
Once her grandfather died, the Nalan Family would soon be struck from the ranks of the Three Great Families.
Although her status as the Misty Cloud Sect's Young Sect Master could intimidate people, the Imperial Family ultimately ruled the Jia Ma Empire. The Jia Ma Imperial Family would never allow the Misty Cloud Sect to stretch its hand too far.
"As long as you can save my grandfather, I'll do anything you ask."
Beneath the table, Yun Yun's