Xiao Hua drained the spirit tea in his hand in one gulp. Hearing Chang Feiyan's words, he hurriedly set down the teacup and said with a smile, "Senior Chang is truly too polite. Last time, this junior merely bid on some spirit herbs, yet received Senior's care and was allowed to attend the secret bidding gathering, broadening my horizons. This junior has always wished to repay Senior for such consideration toward the younger generation. Meeting Senior again today is fate. If there is anything this junior can do, please speak plainly!"
A smile spread across Chang Feiyan's face. "I am ashamed. Last time was merely an unintentional act on this old man's part. Sigh, you also saw what happened at the Bidding Convention. This old man was simply anxious to track down the cultivator who had provided that flying sword, so I had no choice but to give you the token for the secret bidding gathering."
"Senior, is this not the Way of Cause and Effect—one drink, one peck?" Xiao Hua said with a smile.
"Haha, exactly, exactly!" Chang Feiyan clapped his hands and laughed. "Since Fellow Daoist Xiao sees it so clearly, any more words from this old man would only be pretentious!"
Then, somewhat hesitant, somewhat anxious, and somewhat expectant, he asked, "Fellow Daoist Xiao... that Ling Yi Grass of yours... did you part with it at the secret bidding gathering last time?"
So it really was the Ling Yi Grass! Xiao Hua nodded to himself. Looking at Chang Feiyan's expression, he asked, "Does Senior Chang need this Ling Yi Grass?"
"Then Fellow Daoist did not trade away your Ling Yi Grass?" Chang Feiyan said in wild delight.
Xiao Hua nodded. "That is correct! Although this junior attended the secret bidding gathering five years ago, none of the