"It's a pretty good tea. When I leave, get me some tea leaves."
"You really are not polite at all."
"What do you mean by that? Shiyuan is currently going to see your master, and he will definitely need the medicine from our Lingguang Sect. What is wrong with taking a little of your tea leaves? So stingy."
Ma Hongjun turned around to fetch the tea leaves, but still could not help saying,
"You really do not suffer any loss at all."
"If I suffered even a little loss, you would not be able to afford the compensation."
Ma Hongjun generously brought the tea leaves over and placed them on the table.
"Here, take them and put them away."
Bai He happily put them away, his face full of satisfaction.
"That is more like it. Let me ask you something. Did you already know that Zhang Wuji had the Qingluan Lotus Seed?"
"I did not know."
"Stop pretending. You definitely knew."
