Three hours later!
"Saint Master Yi, this is the Blood Spirit Fruit that was promised to you. However, the elder of our family has something to say and would like to have a serious talk with you, Saint Master Yi."
Yi Xiaofei was waiting in the hall. After someone approached and opened the exquisitely crafted wooden box in their hands, Yi Xiaofei saw the Blood Spirit Fruit inside. The age was about right, which he could sense through his Dragon Pattern Ring—and besides, the Wang Family had no need for such pretenses.
"What's the matter?"
Having nothing much to discuss with that Wang Family elder, Yi Xiaofei replied indifferently.
"The elder said that for Saint Master Yi, this news would be of use to you!"
"Oh? Of use to me?"
Yi Xiaofei let out a faint smile. To meet was to meet; after all, he was owed a life-saving debt by that person. Perhaps there would be additional gains as well.
