No matter what Prince Yun has up his sleeve, since I've set my eyes on the Seventh Grade Cyan Lotus, it must be secured.
Li Jizhou unceremoniously stored the Cyan Lotus into his Storage Ring.
"Since my great-grandson's wife is so courteous, I, the great-grandfather, will gladly accept it!"
Having accepted the Cyan Lotus, he glanced over the other treasures, finding them of little use to his current cultivation. They would eventually end up in Li Yuan's treasury anyway, so there was no rush.
The moment Li Jizhou left Prince Yun's Mansion with Fang Qingwei, everyone inside breathed a collective sigh of relief; they had finally sent this venerable ancestor away.
In the secluded chamber, Prince Yun frowned at the latest message: "The Seventh Prince's first Celestial and Earthly Spiritual Object is the Seventh Grade Cyan Lotus?"
"How ironic that I ended up funding that little bastard!"
Prince Yun couldn't help but feel a little displeased.
