After Mo Weiran asked his question, Tang Yichen raised his eyebrows slightly, glancing at Gu Zhiqi subconsciously.
Mo Weiran followed Tang Yichen’s gaze towards Gu Zhiqi.
Could it be that the young lady even sells mental methods?!
Feeling the gaze on her, Gu Zhiqi was silent for a moment, then looked sideways at Mo Weiran with a languid and casual expression, and spoke leisurely, "Not for sale."
Master Zhi indicated she didn’t want to take on another IOU.
Mo Weiran: Lost! There is really something for sale?
After Mo Weiran got over his shock, he belatedly remembered what Gu Zhiqi had just refused and immediately pulled a long face, looking pitifully at Gu Zhiqi, "Young Miss."
Gu Zhiqi gave a lazy, indifferent smile, "Do you have money?"
Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi’s eyebrows took on a teasing look, "To match your talent, the best mental method would cost at least 50 million."
What kind of Cultivation Technique is so expensive?!
"When you’ve paid off the 55 million you owe me, come find me to buy one," Gu Zhiqi’s voice was Qinghan, her tone languid, and after speaking, she added one more thing, "Oh, right, buying a mental method requires cash on delivery."
Suddenly didn’t want to cultivate anymore.
In the end, Mo Weiran didn’t buy a mental method from Gu Zhiqi.
Tang Yichen then asked Mo Weiran some detailed questions, and after clarifying the whole process of Liu Yiyi snatching the flower, left with Gu Zhiqi.
After Gu Zhiqi and Tang Yichen had gone, Mo Weiran sat on the bed holding the flower, silent for quite a while, and began to think about how to make his old man retire sooner so he could take over and inherit the family fortune, to achieve financial freedom at an early date.
Emperor City, Jin Family.
In the living room, three people were huddled together, engrossed in eating.
The middle-aged man sitting in a wheelchair had an expression full of sternness and seriousness, commanding respect without anger, his every move precise and meticulous, without a hair out of place.
In contrast to him, the middle-aged man sitting opposite had half of his handsome face hidden in a beard, with medium-length hair that fell to his shoulders, tied at the back with a small braid that only gathered a tuft of hair, with most of his hair loose and messy, giving him an air of casual indifference.
Beside him sat a long-haired girl in a green sweater, with a calm and serene face, quietly eating with chopsticks in hand, her demeanor noble and cool.
The three of them sat together eating, without exchanging a single word.
At that moment, there was a slight noise at the entrance of the living room.
The man with the little braid turned his head first, looking towards the entrance, then saw a familiar figure, "Yo, Ah Ran, how come you have time to come home today? "
As the man spoke, the stern-faced man also turned his head to look at the entrance, and the girl in the green sweater also glanced over.
At the entrance was Jin Cengran, wheeling himself in.
"Ah Ran (Big Brother)," the middle-aged man and the girl called out at the same time.
"Dad, Uncle, Xiao Lv," Jin Cengran greeted each one of them.
All three nodded in unison at Jin Cengran, then Cenglv went silent and continued to eat quietly.
Father Jin’s stern expression softened a little when he saw Jin Cengran, tinged with warmth as he looked at Cengran, asking, "Have you eaten? If not, join us."
Jin Cengran shook his head, "No need, I’ve already eaten. Go ahead and eat."
He had just come back from mooching a meal at the Su Family.
Originally, since he was supposed to return to the old Jin house today, he really did intend to come back for dinner.
However, hearing that Su Yunling was going to cook herself, he joined Fu Xiyan and the others for a meal at Su Yunling’s place.