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"You've endured hardships in Jiangnan over the years, achieving no small feats for the main house—we've all seen it,"
"So, even if you don't flatter us, the credit is still yours."
"I'm just here to look around and learn."
With a turn of phrase, Tang Yu made the tense atmosphere relax once again.
"Thank you for the praise, Young Master Yu, but I am unworthy,"
The Tang Family Patriarch hurriedly stated.
"No need for that; what's yours is yours. By the way, when I came to Jiangcheng, the family asked me to bring you a little trinket."
"It's nothing fancy, just take it."
While speaking, Tang Yu opened a box.
Inside the box was an Old Mountain Ginseng, which appeared to be several hundred years old at least.
The Tang Family Patriarch didn't even glance to check the ginseng's authenticity; in his eyes, even if the Family Head had given him a radish, it would have been a rare treasure.
"Thank you, Young Master Yu, thank you, Family Head!"
