I stormed down the mountain, took down all the big shots in the city, and the female CEO dragged me

"In that case, give it back to me."

Xu Yuan reached out and took back his porcelain vase, saying, "I'm not seeing you off."

I'm being polite, giving you a gift, and you're making a fuss over this and that, acting like I owe you something.

Zhang Jiushan's hand remained empty in mid-air, awkwardly unsure of what to do, and could only turn to look at Zhang Sanmei.

"Third sister, can you please shut up?"

"What did I do wrong? I was just trying to do what's best for you." Zhang Sanmei said matter-of-factly, completely unaware of her mistake.

Zhang Ruonan's face turned red with anger as she glared at Zhang Sanmei, wishing she could bite her to death.

Xu Yuan was a guest she had invited, and moreover, the man she had chosen in her heart. How could this woman treat him like this?

She went up to Xu Yuan and tried to leave, saying, "Brother Yuan, don't pay attention to her. She's going through menopause. I'll take her to my room to see her."

Kim Kyung-seok stared intently at the porcelain bottle Xu Yuan had put into his pocket, his eyes shining.

Someone who could casually give Elder Ye a cultivation technique wouldn't just give him a simple bottle; there must be something good inside.

"Mr. Xu, could you give me this?"

He has always been arrogant and unrestrained; if he wants something, he just says so.

"You want it?" Seeing his serious expression, Xu Yuan casually slipped out and handed it to him.

"It's yours."

"Thank you, thank you." Kim Kyung-seok held the bottle as if it were a treasure, cherishing it dearly.

"What an ignorant fellow."

The young masters who were keeping a close eye on this place couldn't bear to look at Kim Kyung-seok's expression.

They even preferred Kim Kyung-seok's previous rebellious self.

"That's really impolite."

Pu Yifan looked at Xu Yuan with disgust as he casually gave the porcelain vase to Jin Jingshuo.

"Where do you find someone to give a gift they gave away to another person?"

"What's it to you?"

Before Xu Yuan could speak, Zhang Ruonan angrily lashed out at him.

"Brother's things can be given to whomever he wants; it's none of your business."

Pu Yifan was taken aback. He didn't expect Zhang Ruonan to get angry at him in order to protect Xu Yuan.

The two were childhood sweethearts.

Why would you scold yourself for the sake of an outsider?

"Ruonan, that's not what I meant."

He was afraid that Zhang Ruonan would be angry, so he quickly explained.

"Get out of my way, I don't want to hear your explanation."

Zhang Ruonan ignored him and turned to look at Xu Yuan with a smile on her face.

"Brother, let's go, let's not play with them."

"What good stuff is it? Why are you fighting over it?"

Laughter came from the doorway, and everyone instinctively looked up.

Wu Daotan's upright figure was presented to everyone.

He walked into the hall, immediately extended his hand, and greeted Zhang Jiushan with a smile.

"Brother Zhang, am I not too late?"

"It's not too late, it's not too late." Zhang Jiushan smiled and glanced at Xu Yuan and the others.

"A bunch of young people are just fooling around here."

That's how kids are; they like to throw tantrums over the smallest things.

"Who is he?"

The people in the room were immediately drawn to the newcomer's domineering aura and couldn't help but wonder about his identity.

"It seems to be Wudao Pool, a spring."

Someone recognized him and was so surprised they almost cried out.

"You mean Wu Daotan, one of the Three Kings of Dongshan?"

"Besides him, who else could it be?"

"What Three Kings of Dongshan?"

"You don't even know this? There's a rumor going around that there are three underground kings in Dongshan."

Spring water at Wudaotan, Qin Island at Huang Tianhao, Purple City at Li Zekai.

"The three of them control the main businesses in Dongshan and have influence in both the legitimate and criminal worlds."

I've also heard that some of them have connections to higher-ups.

"I didn't expect to see him here. He's really imposing."

When I was in high school, I heard their legends and wanted to be like them.

Xu Yuan naturally saw the person who came, and he had also seen Wu Daotan at the train station when he returned from the capital.

However, what attracted his attention more than Wu Daotan was the old man who came in with Wu Daotan.

His temples were slightly raised, his eyes were half-closed, and his left eyebrow was only half-grown, making him look like a strange person.

The old man sniffed, as if he had smelled something, and his gaze followed the scent, landing on Kim Kyung-seok's hand.

He stepped forward slowly and politely asked, "Young man, may I take a look at what you're holding?"

"This one?"

Kim Kyung-seok showed the porcelain vase, then immediately clutched it tightly in his palm: "This was given to me by Mr. Xu."

He was now even more certain that there was something good in the porcelain bottle, otherwise this old guy wouldn't have come after him.

"I'm just looking, I won't steal it from you."

The old man spoke in a low voice, following Kim Kyung-seok's gaze to look at Xu Yuan.

"Did you make this?"

Xu Yuan glanced at the other person and realized he was a master with true qi.

Sensing the fluctuations in the power within him, Xu Yuan also became interested in him.

"I did it, so what's wrong with that?"

When the old man heard Xu Yuan admit it, he frowned slightly and looked him up and down several times. He didn't believe it, but he didn't say anything and maintained the proper politeness.

"May I take a look?" He wasn't entirely sure, but he still wanted to see for himself first, just in case it was some kind of illusion.

"Show him." Xu Yuan gave Jin Jingshuo a look.

Holding the porcelain vase reluctantly, Kim Kyung-seok glanced at Xu Yuan with a troubled expression: "Are you really going to show it to him?"

"Don't worry, with so many people here, what makes you think I'd steal from you?"

The old man shook his head with a wry smile and extended his hand.

After hesitating for a long time, Jin Jingshuo handed over the porcelain bottle. The old man took the bottle, first brought it to his nose to smell it, nodded in satisfaction, then opened the lid and looked at the clear liquid inside.

"It truly is a spiritual liquid refined from the cries of evil spirits."

He took a deep, greedy breath, and felt refreshed. The wrinkles on his face smoothed out, making him look more than ten years younger.

"Great stuff, really great stuff!"

"Hey, be careful, don't spill it." Kim Kyung-seok spread his arms wide, afraid that he would drop the bottle.

He had only been skeptical before, but felt it was a good thing.

Now that the old man in front of him had acknowledged him, he was even more excited.

"You said this is a spiritual liquid, what's it used for?" Kim Kyung-seok couldn't help but ask curiously.

"The benefits are numerous."

The old man rarely smiled: "If an ordinary person takes this, they will be immune to all poisons, and ghosts and gods will not approach them. They will retain their vitality and spirit as if they were about twenty years old."

If someone practicing martial arts encounters a bottleneck, consuming this item can increase their strength by more than tenfold.

"In short, it is a rare and precious thing, like heavenly nectar."

"Is it really that good?"

Jin Jingshuo's eyes were as big as copper bells. He quickly reached out and took the porcelain bottle back from the old man's hand, holding it preciously in his hand.

"This is mine."

Upon hearing the old man's explanation, Zhang Jiushan, Wu Daotan, and the others all looked over.

"Senior Half-Eyebrow, is what you're saying true?"

"I have always been pragmatic and realistic."

Half-Eyebrow looked at Xu Yuan curiously: "Compared to the spiritual liquid, the person who can refine this thing is the most extraordinary."

He bowed respectfully to Xu Yuan and asked, "May I ask your name, young friend?"