The steward nodded, “Yes.”
Huang Quan smiled, “By admitting to this, you’re essentially admitting that everything I said earlier is true.”
The steward’s face turned pale, unsure of how to respond. He hadn’t even said a single word to confirm anything!
“What your young master decides to do has nothing to do with you,” Huang Quan said with a smile, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at the steward. “Besides, you’re part of the Cloud Auction House in Tianqi Empire, not from Xuanling Empire, so we won’t hold this matter against you personally.”
“You can relax, no need to be so tense.”
How could anyone relax in this situation?
At this point, the Vice Principal finally spoke up, frowning as he looked at the steward, “Are you saying you’re trying to find a dragon?”
The steward stayed silent.
The Vice Principal added, “Where would there be dragons on the Zhongzhou continent?”
“Who knows what they’re thinking,” Qing Le chimed in. “Even our Spirit Clan couldn’t find any traces of dragons, and you think you can?”
The steward didn’t dare stay in this place any longer. He turned to Huang Quan, forcing himself to speak, “Miss Huang, I truly can’t fulfill your first condition. Could you change it?”
Seeing the steward’s troubled expression, Huang Quan nodded, “No problem.”
“Then I’ll change it.” Huang Quan continued, “Please tell your young master to keep the item. Mirror Snow Palace will come to retrieve it.”
The steward asked, “Is that the new condition?”
Huang Quan nodded, “Yes.”
“Very well,” the steward replied, “I will make sure to relay that message.”
“You can fulfill the first condition. Now, let’s discuss the second one.” Huang Quan looked at him. “I heard you threatened the High Priest yesterday, and wanted to harm my third brother?”
As soon as she said this, Nangong Yan’s gaze turned icy as he stared at the steward.
The steward’s already pale face became even whiter.
“Miss Huang, I misspoke, it was thoughtless of me. Please, show mercy and spare me this once.”
“If you want me to let it go, that’s fine,” Huang Quan said, looking at him. “Let’s have a match. If you win, I won’t hold a grudge. And if you lose, well… I still won’t hold a grudge.”
“And don’t worry, I promise I won’t take your life,” Huang Quan said.
The steward replied, “Miss Huang, I’m here to apologize today, not to fight with you.”
“But you wanted to harm my third brother,” Huang Quan responded. “If I don’t show you my strength, how will you know the consequences of trying to hurt him?”
The steward was on the verge of tears. “I already know.”
Even without counting Huang Quan, the powers backing her were enough to make him suffer!
“Are you sure you really know?”
The steward nodded quickly. “I truly know now.”
Huang Quan looked at him, “You can leave.”
From the start, Huang Quan hadn’t planned to fight him. After all, she feared that if they started, she might not be able to resist killing him.
Hearing that he could leave, the steward hurried forward, taking out a box of silver notes that he had prepared beforehand, along with a bottle of pills. “Miss Huang, these are high-grade healing pills. Please accept them.”
Huang Quan glanced at the pills, her expression indifferent. “No need.”
“And hurry up and go,” Huang Quan added. “The longer I look at you, the more I fear I won’t be able to hold back from striking you.”
Hearing this, the steward truly didn’t dare linger any longer and quickly ran off.
The Vice Principal had accompanied Huang Quan because he was worried that the people from Cloud Auction House might bully her. But after witnessing the entire scene, the steward didn’t even dare breathe too loudly. The Vice Principal didn’t even have a chance to intervene.
“Since everything’s fine, I’ll take my leave,” the Vice Principal said. “Make sure you all attend class properly later.”
“Understood,” everyone responded in unison.
With a wave of his hand, the Vice Principal left.
373
As soon as the vice principal left and the teacher hadn’t yet arrived, the group began chatting.
Qing Le was still clinging to Huang Quan, but everyone is naturally curious about gossip, so they started discussing.
“I have no idea what they’re thinking. The dragon race has long been extinct. There’s no way they could still exist.”
“Who knows what’s going on in their heads,” Feng Jiuyuan chimed in, then looked at Jing Chen and Huang Quan. “All I did was fan the flames a little, but why did it stir up so much trouble?”
“Maybe you fanned them too hard,” Huang Quan said with a smile.
Feng Jiuyuan: “…”
Unable to respond to Huang Quan’s remark, Feng Jiuyuan turned to Jing Chen, “Do you need me to ask my father to send people to investigate who that person is?”
“No need,” Jing Chen replied. “My father will figure it out.”
“Then I won’t bother contacting him,” Feng Jiuyuan said casually, knowing full well his father would get in touch with him regardless.
“Oh, by the way,” Qing Le turned to Jing Chen, “Feng Jiuyuan has demon blood, I have spirit blood. What kind of bloodline do you have?”
Before Jing Chen could answer, Qing Le continued, “Your bloodline seems to have affected your growth… I’ve wanted to ask for a while now, what kind of bloodline do you have?”
After hearing this, Feng Jiuyuan smiled mischievously and looked at her. “Nangong Qingle…”
“Call me Qingle.”
“Alright,” Feng Jiuyuan’s smile grew even more devilish. “Qingle, have you heard the saying that curiosity kills the cat?”
Qing Le glanced at him, then at Jing Chen, who remained silent, lost in thought. She quickly retracted her gaze and dropped the topic. After all, staying alive is more important than gossip.
With that, the incident seemed to come to a close. As Jing Chen had said, his father would take care of the rest.
…
After finishing their classes, Huang Quan and her group went to have a meal together and then returned to their resting quarters.
Once back at the courtyard, Huang Quan wanted to contact Di Qin to inform him of what had happened today. However, after several attempts, she couldn’t reach him.
This time, Huang Quan wasn’t as worried as before. After all, she knew where Di Qin had gone.
The Spirit Clan was very mysterious, and being unable to contact him might simply be due to some kind of barrier or isolation within their territory.
Unable to reach him, Huang Quan decided not to try again and instead planned to continue refining medicine.
Although she had returned the money and given Chu Lang his money back, this didn’t change the fact that she was still short on funds. She needed to earn more!
Otherwise, how would her little treasure eat?
Other people’s kids draining their parents’ money might be a joke, but her kid? He could genuinely bankrupt her!
So, the hustle for money couldn’t stop!
…
On the other side.
Just as Huang Quan had thought, Di Qin had already entered the Spirit Clan.
In the clan leader’s residence.
A Spirit Clan member looked at Fohsin, who was seated across from him, and spoke in a serious tone, “I wonder what brings Master Fohsin to our Spirit Clan so suddenly?”
“I’ve come on behalf of the clan leader’s daughter, Lingran.”
Lingran was Huang Quan’s mother’s true name.
Back then, she had hidden her Spirit Clan identity and even altered the first character of her name to “Ling” to avoid being found by the Spirit Clan.
“Hmph!”
The clan leader snorted coldly, “That rebellious daughter! She abandoned her role as the Spirit Clan’s saintess and ran off with some man!”
“She doesn’t know her place!”
“Since you know Lingran was with a man, you must also be aware that she was captured, right?” Fohsin calmly asked.
The clan leader stared at Fohsin, a look of intrigue crossing his face. “I never told anyone about that. You, being from the Buddhist City, how do you know this?”
