I attained immortality through meditation in the Great Qian Dynasty.

"Master Liu, please rise quickly."

Zhao Zian stepped forward and offered his hands in a gesture of support.

"Your son died tragically. It's only natural that you were blinded by grief and did something irrational. I didn't take it to heart."

These words hurt Liu Wanshan more than any reprimand.

The more magnanimous Dr. Zhao appeared, the more despicable his previous behavior of throwing a tantrum and hurling foul language at the entrance of Jishetang seemed.

How could you judge a gentleman by the standards of a petty person?

"No! Doctor Zhao! You are so magnanimous and forgiving, but I cannot deny it!"

"I, Liu Wanshan, am a respectable figure in Liuxi Town, yet I almost harmed my true benefactor because of my own foolishness! If I were to stand up like this with a clear conscience, I wouldn't be able to sleep soundly for the rest of my life!"

"Dr. Zhao, I know you are no ordinary person, and you may not care about worldly things like gold and silver. But you must accept this small token of my appreciation!"

He turned around and gave instructions to the servant.

"Go! Go to the accounting office and get ten thousand taels of silver! No! Get twenty thousand taels!"

Twenty thousand taels!

Zhang Jingyan twitched.

Liu Wanshan really went all out.

Zhao Zian's tone remained calm.

"Mr. Liu, I appreciate your kind offer. But I cannot accept this money."

Why?!

Liu Wanshan panicked, thinking that Zhao Zian was still angry with him.

"Dr. Zhao! Is it too little? Just ask, and my Liu family will sell everything we own..."

"It has nothing to do with how much money you have."

Zhao Zian interrupted him.

"I intervened for two reasons: first, to clear Jishetang's name, and second, to seek justice for your son. Now that the culprit has been brought to justice, my goals have been achieved. As for the consultation fee, Jishetang has its own rules, and Manager Su will settle the account with you. There's no need for so much."

Liu Wanshan panicked even more.

Free of charge?

This is even more terrifying than asking for money!

Debts of gratitude are the hardest to repay.

Dr. Zhao refused payment, and Liu Wanshan will have to bear this favor for the rest of his life.

Zhao Zian's mind was completely clear.

What he wanted was never just a few tens of thousands of taels of silver.

What he wanted was Liu Wanshan himself.

It is the Liu family's deeply entrenched power in Liuxi Town.

"Mr. Liu, you've really misunderstood."

"Money is indeed an external thing to me. If I want it, I have my own way of acquiring it, and I don't need to rely on others."

That's absolutely true.

Liu Wanshan's idea of ​​settling the matter with money was extinguished.

In the eyes of truly extraordinary people, his meager possessions are probably no different from dust.

"Oh, right!"

Zhao Zian then changed the subject.

"Accountant Sun".

Accountant Sun stepped forward.

"Dr. Zhao, what are your orders?"

"I took a few things from the Liu family to set up the scene."

Zhao Zian spoke in a flat tone.

"Go and retrieve it, and return it to its rightful owner."

Accountant Sun was taken aback.

"Yes! I'll go get it right away!"

After saying that, he jogged into the backyard of Jishetang.

Liu Wanshan was also dumbfounded.

When Zhao Zian came to his house, he did take a few things with him.

Accountant Sun came out carrying a tray.

On the tray were four items.

"Master Liu."

Zhao Zian gestured with his hand.

"These four items are returned to their rightful owner intact."

Liu Wanshan's legs went weak.

Finished!

As expected, Doctor Zhao was determined to sever all ties with him!

"No! Doctor Zhao! Absolutely not!"

"Dr. Zhao! You absolutely cannot return these things to me!"

Zhao Zian frowned slightly: "Master Liu, what do you mean by this? This is yours to begin with."

"No! They are no longer mine!"

Liu Wanshan raised his hand.

"My son died tragically, and it was you! It was you who used these things he loved in life to create a net that could have saved him from death, bringing that heartless murderer to justice and avenging his blood feud!"

"From the moment they were selected by you, they ceased to be ordinary antiques!"

"These are tokens of revenge for my son! They are instruments that bear witness to the vindication of justice!"

"If you return them to me, every time I see them, I'll be reminded of my son's tragic death and my own foolishness! I'll be unable to eat or sleep, I'll go mad!"

"Dr. Zhao! Please! Please accept this!"

This move left everyone present stunned.

Zhao Zian sighed.

"Master Liu, why... do this to yourself?"

"Since you've put it this way, it would seem unreasonable of me to refuse."

Upon hearing this, Liu Wanshan looked up.

"Dr. Zhao...you...you agreed?!"

"Ugh."

Zhao Zian nodded.

"Very well. I will keep these items for your son for now. I also hope that you, Master Liu, can get over your grief soon and not be too sad, lest you harm your health."

"Thank you so much, Dr. Zhao! Thank you so much, Dr. Zhao!"

Liu Wanshan felt as if he had been granted a pardon.

"Dr. Zhao, if there's ever anything I, Liu Wanshan, can do for you, just say the word! My entire Liu family will go through fire and water for you!"

Zhao Zian smiled calmly, which was taken as an agreement.

With the matter concluded, Zhang Jing stepped forward to take his leave, saying he needed to go back and interrogate the perpetrator, determined not to let him get away with it.

Su Mei walked gracefully to Zhao Zi'an's side.

"Zian, what are you really up to? Why are you turning down 20,000 taels of silver and insisting on these pieces of junk?"

She just couldn't understand it.

Zhao Zian's lips moved slightly.

"You don't understand."

After saying that, he took the four treasures and walked into Jishetang.

Pottery jars, bronze mirrors, blue beads, and green feathers.

To ordinary people, they are antiques, tokens of love.

But under Zhao Zian's spiritual vision, these four items possessed spiritual energy!

Herb fields on the back hill.

Zhao Zian walked to the center of the medicinal herb field and put down the four items.

Earth, fire, water, wind.

Zhao Zian began making arrangements.

He moved nimbly through the medicinal herb field, his hands forming hand seals as he channeled spiritual energy into the ground.

This is to sort out the earth's veins, laying the foundation for the grand formation to come.

After a moment, he stopped.

"East is associated with wind, and green feathers stand upright there, signifying growth and development."

He stuck the feather in the soil on the east side of the medicinal herb field.

"South corresponds to fire, and a bronze mirror is hung there to represent yang energy."

He placed the bronze mirror on a rock to the south.

"The west is associated with water, and Blue Pearl is used to suppress it, signifying its moistening effect."

He buried the blue bead in the soil to the west.

"The north is associated with earth, and pottery jars are used to hold it, as they are the primary support."

He placed the earthenware jar steadily in the north position, with the mouth of the jar facing upwards.

An invisible force field, with four magical artifacts as nodes, enveloped the medicine field.

The originally thin and scattered spiritual energy began to circulate.

The first step, setting up the formation, is complete!

Zhao Zian sat cross-legged in the center of the formation.

He closed his eyes slightly and formed a mudra in front of his chest.

This is a weapon-refining seal, also inherited from our ancestors.

"rise!"

He gave a low shout.

The four magical artifacts emitted light.

Zhao Zian's divine sense split into four strands, each probing into one of the four magical artifacts.

This process consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy.

His spiritual energy was almost completely drained!

Damn it! I underestimated the difficulty of refining four magical artifacts at the same time!