Mo Liancheng's soft gaze flickered towards her. Perhaps even he hadn't realized that the perfect curve of his lips was slightly drawing an exquisitely beautiful arc.
This feeling of being valued by her was quite pleasant...
Soon, in the outer hall of the Alchemy Room.
Qu Yuheng came personally and respectfully handed a black brocade box over to Qu Tan'er.
Qu Tan'er received it and casually threw the box onto the table next to her.
With that throw, Qu Yuheng's heart skipped a beat in shock, almost moving forward to check again before quickly saying, "Young master, be gentle, inside there, there are fifty Condensing Mystery Pills and a hundred Soul Reviving Pills."
"..." Qu Tan'er ignored him.
There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world, the Qu Clan's actions are always in expectation of something in return.
She had understood this early on, alas.
"Young master, when will you return to the clan to acknowledge your ancestors and rejoin the family?"
