"Immortal Master Li, your gift is heavier than Tai Mountain; I couldn't possibly accept it!"
After a moment of pondering, Ximen Longting pushed the mysterious chair back.
Li Chen smiled slightly, pointing at the chair, and said, "No matter how precious, it's not as weighty as Master Ximen's gift. This is at most a simple gesture of reciprocity, and I really hope Master Ximen will accept it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have the face to enter your Dragon Ascending Valley!"
Hearing Li Chen's words, Ximen Longting, Bai Xueqin, and others were taken aback.
Especially Ximen Longting, whose face was written with confusion.
Strange, when did he ever give Li Chen a gift?
However, when his gaze caught Ximen Qingxue, he understood what Li Chen's "gift" implied.
Thinking about this, a wave of inexplicable pain washed over his heart.
