"Your Master?"
Upon hearing this, the red-haired man glanced at the young man.
"You are Swordsman?" the red-haired man said in a flat toneless voice, "My wife has talked about you. You helped her when she was afflicted by the Witch Poison, so she owed you a debt of gratitude. Since you've come..."
The red-haired man took out an Interspatial Ring and handed it to the young man. "There are many treasures inside it, which is equivalent to the possessions of a superior lord. That's my reward for your kindness."
Upon hearing this, Jian Wushuang frowned, but he did not accept it.
"Dear," Lin Lan shot her husband a disgruntled look, then said, "Master just came to visit me, he didn't come to ask me for treasures. What are you doing? Stop talking. Master helped me and gave me a new life, which can't be paid for with treasures."
"Really?" The red-haired man replied as he threw a disdainful glance at Jian Wushuang.
