Xiao Yu hesitated repeatedly, but still shook his head, too embarrassed to bring up the century-old lingzhi.
He felt that what he had done was truly insignificant compared with a century-old lingzhi.
It was like someone casually helping an elderly person cross the street, only for you to ask that person to repay the favor with tens of millions-no, a priceless treasure far more precious than tens of millions. Was that possible? Was that appropriate?
Of course it wasn't.
"Sir, it was just a whim. I happened to be passing by, divined what was happening in your family, felt sympathetic, and lent a hand. I should be heading back to Magic City."
Seeing that Xiao Yu wanted to leave, Xue Guodong stopped him!
"Wait, Master Xiao, please don't go. I'm not a fool, and I don't have dementia. I know you must want something. Tell me. You can ask for anything! I have to repay you!"
"There's really no need!"
"Please give me a chance to repay you. If you won't accept anything, I'll have no choice but to kneel and kowtow to thank you. You wouldn't want an old man with one foot in the grave kneeling and kowtowing to you, would you?"
"Well..."
"Master Xiao, just tell me. You can ask for anything, even my life. Just say the word, and it's yours!"
"No, there's no need to go that far..." Xiao Yu sighed and finally said it. "Actually, I initially divined that your family had a century-old lingzhi..."
Before Xiao Yu could finish, the old man burst into booming laughter!
"Is that all? You should have said so sooner! I thought you really wanted my life. You scared me to death! It's just a lousy lingzhi! It's yours! Please wait a moment. I'll have someone fetch it