Chapter 370 Jiang Liuting Apologizes

They will return to the Martial Alliance when Yu Zhiyi decides to leave the capital to find her sect.

Yu Zhiyi naturally had no objections.

After the family made their arrangements, they prepared to say goodbye to Jiang Yuwei's family.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Jiang Liuting waiting at the door.

"Jin'er, can I have a word with you alone?"

Jiang Yuchuan and the others looked at each other for a moment, then glanced at Yu Zhiyi.

Yu Zhiyi: "Okay."

The two went back inside.

Before Yu Zhiyi could ask, Jiang Liuting spoke up: "Jin'er, I've come to apologize to you."

Yu Zhiyi raised an eyebrow: "What are you apologizing for?"

"I was unaware of your strength and identity before, and I offended you in many ways. After spending time with you, I have realized my shallowness and ignorance, and I also know that you are not someone who likes to make baseless accusations."

I hope you can forgive my impetuousness.

Yu Zhiyi was surprised, not expecting Jiang Liuting to apologize for those things.

She has faced too much criticism over the years, and she doesn't have time to dwell on it all.

So unless some people are making a huge fuss or it directly affects the important business, the matter is over and done with. She didn't take it to heart at the time, and she probably won't hold it against them afterward.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Liuting had remembered it all along.

"You're just raising a reasonable question. I'm not so petty as to not allow others to question me."

After all, she's not a coin.

Besides, even copper coins have their share of dislike.

Otherwise, how could such an insulting phrase as "reeking of money" have been invented?

Jiang Liuting carefully observed her expression and, seeing that it seemed genuine and she was truly not angry, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He paused, then took out an exquisitely crafted dagger from his waist: "I've heard that although Shengjing appears calm on the surface, it's actually turbulent underneath. I can't get away to protect you right now, so please accept this dagger for self-defense."

This dagger is made of black iron, capable of cutting through iron like mud and severing a hair instantly.

He went to great lengths to obtain a piece of black iron and forge this dagger.

This dagger is made of very high-quality gold.

Moreover, daggers are short and compact, making them difficult to spot and catching certain villains off guard.

Yu Zhiyi wasn't interested in the dagger, but thinking that someone close to her might need it, she took it: "Thank you, brother."

Jiang Liuting was completely relieved.

The farewell to her aunt and uncle went smoothly, the only surprise being that Jiang Siying actually gave her something.

“You’re far from home, and you have to fight for power with a bunch of cunning adults. It must be very hard.” Jiang Siying took a box: “Inside is a century-old ginseng, as well as medicinal herbs such as deer antler and lingzhi. Don’t worry about the things, just take good care of yourself. I’ll bring you more after you’ve finished eating.”

Yu Zhiyi: "Uh..."

"This is too valuable."

Jiang Siying's statement is too conservative.

It's not a century-old ginseng at all, but a two-hundred-year-old ginseng.

Even Yu Zhiyi had only seen such a fine item a few times.

Jiang Siying stuffed the box containing the medicinal herbs into her arms: "Take it, take it. My maternal grandparents' family has a medicinal herb wholesale market. They have all kinds of good stuff there. I don't need any of these things. You don't need to feel burdened."

Yu Zhiyi thought for a moment, then swallowed the refusal that was about to come out of her mouth.

These high-quality medicinal herbs are excellent materials for alchemy. Although she had never tried alchemy before, she now has quite a few pill formulas, some of which are very suitable for conditioning the body of ordinary people.

"Thank you, sister."

Seeing that she accepted the medicinal herbs, Jiang Siying smiled genuinely.

Lin Jingxuan gave her tea.

The finest Yunshan Wucha tea.

This stuff has a refreshing and mellow taste, and it also has the effect of improving physical condition, making it highly sought after by martial arts heroes and high-ranking officials.

Even the emperor in the palace treasured this tea.

Unfortunately, the roads in the mountains are treacherous, and the yield of Wucha tea trees is limited, with a maximum production of ten catties per year.

Ten catties of tea production is clearly not enough to be distributed among hundreds or thousands of people, so the tea owner holds an auction every year.

Each time, only about one or two shares are offered for auction.

Can!

The mist tea in Yu Zhiyi's hand actually weighed a full pound.

"Aunt, this is far too precious!"

A single ounce of tea leaves could fetch tens of thousands of taels of silver.

One jin (a unit of weight) is equivalent to giving her over a million taels of silver.

Moreover, the true significance of Yunshan Wucha lies not in its nutritional value, but in its value in terms of human relationships.

Especially since she was an official.

If she were to indulge in petty scheming, she could simply divide up these tea leaves and present them to the emperor or some high-ranking official in the court, and she would gain immense favor.

"Silly child, it's just a little tea, how can it be so precious?"

Jiang Yuwei also laughed and said, "Just drink it without worry. If you don't have enough, your aunt will give you more next year."

Yu Zhiyi exclaimed in surprise: "That Yunshan Wucha..."

“That’s right.” Jiang Yuchuan cleared up her confusion: “The seller of Yunshan Wucha is your aunt’s father.”

So what is a very precious tea to others is something that Lin Jingxuan can get by simply reaching out.

Although Yunshan Wucha produces ten jin (5 kg) of tea each year, Grandpa Lin only sells five jin (2.5 kg).

He will keep the remaining five jin (2.5 kg) for his family to drink.

Originally, Lin Jingxuan only had a three-ounce portion, but she was able to get a pound thanks to Yu Zhiyi.

She didn't keep a single bit; she gave it all to Yu Zhiyi.

Jiang Liubin didn't have anything good to give, so he thought of packing himself up and giving himself to his sister to act as her bodyguard.

Unfortunately, his family did not think he was a qualified bodyguard. Instead, they regarded him as a troublemaker and refused to let him accompany them.

Jiang Liubin felt like he was about to shatter.

Why can Jiang Liuyun do it, but he can't?

Is it because he's not his sister's biological brother?

Ignoring his gloom, the Jiang family prepared a lavish farewell feast for Yu Zhiyi that night.

Today is also the day the Earth Ranking Conference ends, and there are still many martial arts practitioners on the mountain who have not left.

After all, it was getting dark when the last competition ended, and some people didn't like traveling at night, so they decided to wait until dawn to continue.

This was all customary; Jiang Yuwei had dinner prepared early in the morning.

However, no one from the Jiang family attended; they only instructed the housekeeper to take good care of the guests.

Their family wanted to have a proper farewell meal with Yu Zhiyi.

Suddenly, a servant came to report: "Leader, Second Master, something terrible has happened!"

Miss Chen has disappeared!

Jiang Yuwei paused with his chopsticks: "Explain clearly, what exactly happened?"

Wasn't Chen Xinyue under house arrest?

There are people guarding it outside, how could it have disappeared?

Yu Zhiyi's eyes flickered.

It's finally here.

She wondered why the mother and daughter were so quiet, and thought they had given up their last chance to deal with her.

Now it seems they finally couldn't hold back anymore.