Yang Qing smiled slightly as his gaze fell on the pure smiling Wen Yingjie and the saber with the polished black scabbard with gold clouds.
"I am glad you got something out of it. Yi Jie would be pleased too.." said Yang Qing.
Wen Yingjie felt slightly embarrassed by the compliment which left him awkwardly smiling while taking frequent sips in an effort to dispel it.
Seemingly remembering something, Wen Yingjie hurriedly took something out of his storage ring as he said,
"I almost forgot, this is yours, well Yi Jie's, please give him back for me when he comes out. I wanted to thank him in person, but could I entrust you in sending my gratitude, though I plan to tell him later? I still have that 6,000 high-grade spirit stones to pay after all.."
"That you do..." said Yang Qing before he and Wen Yingjie laughed as he put away the artifact Wen Yingjie had handed him.
