Gu Wen and the others walked into the elegant pavilion, where the icy Sword Fairy had changed her demeanor and now showed a naive smile, standing up to offer Gu Wen and the others seats, serving tea and water, quite the flattering scene.
She was not truly an icy beauty, just often bothered, hence she regularly displayed a distant demeanor.
In front of her elders, she would show her genuine nature, and only a fool would put on airs; basic respect is necessary.
Her elders were all more formidable than the last, possessing Daoist attainments beyond her reach in this lifetime.
"Junior Master, I've settled the bill for you."
"You're this wealthy?"
"Within the sect, I still have some savings, and my respected master also grants some provisions."
Xie Yunnan placed the Qiankun Bag on the table, and through the opening, one could see the Spirit Stones inside.
At least a thousand, at most ten thousand.
