'And the Peak Master plans to give that Bone Jade Pill to me?!'
This incredible honor, this level of importance, filled his heart with gratitude.
Yang Jing pressed his lips together tightly, suppressing all his emotions. He stood with his head bowed, not uttering a single word.
He knew very well that it was not his place as a junior to interrupt the two Peak Masters' conversation. The only proper course of action was to wait quietly.
Qin Gang stared at Bai Bing's calm expression and took a deep breath. His chest heaved slightly as if he were trying to suppress the turmoil in his heart.
He slowly rose to his feet, his burly figure radiating a heavy aura. He turned and walked toward the bedroom on one side of the main house, his footsteps steady and firm, ringing out with particular clarity in the quiet room.
In just a moment, he returned, now holding a palm-sized White Porcelain Jade Bottle.
