Wu He's sect master cleared his throat and said, "Young master Han, this talisman… How much does it cost...?"
Xie Yuya glanced at him, said nothing and put down the teacup. Feng Zhijiu saw that his teacup was empty, so she filled it up again.
"Thank you, Jiu'er."
"Um."
The elders saw them eating and drinking happily, but did not give them an answer about the price. They couldn't help looking at each other.
The fourth elder saw that Fei Yun was also drinking that expensive spirit tea, and had no intention of helping at all, so he was a little helpless.
Elders: 'This.. What should we do?'
Seeing that they were restless, Feng Zhijiu glanced at the silent Xie Yuya and she couldn't help sighing. She held his hand and smiled sweetly. He glanced at her suspiciously but remained silent.
"Yuya, how about you just treat this talisman as a greeting gift?"
He pouted and looked at her with grievances in his eyes.
