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"Maison, try the flavor of my Biluochun Tea."
Liu Qiang smiled faintly at the corners of his mouth.
In the quiet room, he and Maison were kneeling opposite each other, a tea set placed between them, and a faint fragrance was permeating the room.
"Liu Qiang, I'm visiting you today not just to drink tea." Maison shook his head.
This was a middle-aged man with a moustache, a wide face, and protruding cheekbones, appearing ugly but with an aura of long-term power.
"Oh, what's the purpose of your visit? The Spirit Stone from the last Shui Tian family, I can split it with you." Liu Qiang said, lowering his voice.
"That's not what I'm talking about. Five months ago, a Master from a Sword Dao Martial Arts School reported some incidents to me. I've been busy with recruiting new disciples recently and haven't had time to discuss with you." Maison said lightly.
"What's the matter?" Liu Qiang looked suspiciously.
