"Enough, Zhen Yuanzi, you really are unbelievably stingy. Even I look down on this kind of wine, you think my disciple would fancy it?"
Han Buyan snorted. "Quit hiding things and spit it out. Whatever you've got, hurry and take it out. Is a senior to a junior really this petty?"
Zhen Yuanzi looked helpless. "I yield, I yield. But I really don't have much. How about this, I'll give you a bracelet."
Zhen Yuanzi took out a red bracelet from his sleeve.
"This bracelet is a fine Magical Artifact. Keep it, it'll be useful for you later."
Ren Feng smiled. "Senior Zhen Yuanzi, actually I don't need it, it's fine."
"Turning down a free gift, huh? You little rascal, he's got plenty of treasures. Whatever he takes out are the leftovers, the good stuff he all hoards for himself."
Zhen Yuanzi's face was full of helplessness, and Ren Feng could only put the bracelet away.
