"The flowers..." Luo Jiujiang forced himself to smile bitterly, "The flowers were taken away by the birds again."

This was even worse. Not to mention the egret that brought him here, he couldn't even find a flower that could serve as a tiny piece of evidence.

"Okay. What about you?"

Luo Jiujiang asked cautiously: "Me?"

"Trespassing on Yao Peak, destroying trees, and lying to me," the man enumerated Luo Jiujiang's crimes one by one, his bony hands, as withered as bird claws, already tucked into his sleeves. The most terrifying thing was that even at this moment, his expression remained calm. "How well-done do you like it?"

Luo Jiujiang: "..." It sounds like this is definitely not a kind question about the flavor of barbecue he likes. It is more likely that he is being grilled over the fire.

Luo Jiujiang couldn't see clearly through his left eye, which was hidden by his bangs, but the gaze of that ashen right eye almost subconsciously made the hairs on his back stand on end. It was only then that Luo Jiujiang understood why everyone who opposed Han Qianling felt their hair stand on end when they met him—this kind of gaze that treated people like grass and trees was something few could bear.

However, this person's eyes were a little more eager than Qianling's. Luo Jiujiang estimated with a smile: At least in his eyes, I look like a medicinal herb, more valuable than plants.

Luo Jiujiang couldn't sense this man's cultivation level, and thought it was definitely higher than his own. This was also his doorstep, so in terms of timing, location, and people, he was on the same page. Moreover, from the other party's perspective, a stranger suddenly appeared in his back garden and destroyed the rare flowers and trees in his home. No wonder he was full of hostility.

When it comes to this confusing matter, neither he nor the other party is wrong. Even if a fight really breaks out, there is nothing to be happy about if he wins, and the other party may not be happy if he wins either. So, unless necessary, Luo Jiujiang really doesn't want to conflict with him.

Besides, because of Qianling, Luo Jiujiang actually felt a strange liking for him, almost empathy, when he saw Qianling's cold eyes. But there was no need to let anyone know about this.

"Sir, please wait a moment. Since this is Yao Peak, I wonder if the peak master is half dead?"

The man looked at me with a lifeless attitude, neither saying yes nor no.

Luo Jiujiang: “…”

His expression made Luo Jiujiang half-convinced. He wondered if this man was named that way just because of his expression, but he said in a negotiating tone, "I didn't lie to you, but I know you won't believe me. Okay, then, I'll just assume I stumbled into this place and damaged this plant. Would you mind paying me back?"

Yin Bansi didn't attack Luo Jiujiang immediately, but it was impossible to tell whether he agreed—it was too difficult to discern his thoughts from his face. He said calmly, "A single frost flower is worth a hundred spirit stones." As he spoke, he looked around. The tree that Luo Jiujiang had unfortunately hit had already shed a hundred frost flowers, even from its branches.

Luo Jiujiang: "..." This price was indeed beyond his expectations... But he understood after thinking about it. The students of the academy gathered around the divine heron to shoot arrows in the morning. It couldn't be just for honor and training. They must also want to cherish Wen Shuanghua.

He was afraid that he couldn't take out ten thousand spirit stones right now. If the master of Medicine Peak forced him to do so, he would have no choice but to jump onto the firewood pile set up by the other party and pitifully remind him not to spill the chili powder.

Yin Bansi still refused to give up, and he had a problem of gasping for breath when he spoke: "Besides, I don't want spirit stones."

Luo Jiujiang couldn't help but smile and said, "How about exchanging something for something?"

This is really... a pleasant surprise.

If the Medicine Peak Master asked Luo Jiujiang to pay 10,000 spirit stones as compensation on the spot, Luo Jiujiang couldn't afford it now. But if it was a barter... he really did have something worth this flower or tree.

When he and Xie Chuncan left the underground palace, he collected a large bag of palm flower seeds.

When Luo Cang pressured him to memorize the rarest items, he had to memorize the Inscribed Conch and the Palm Flower. As for the Frost Flower, the scholar had mentioned it not long ago, so it was definitely not as rare as the Palm Flower.

"I wonder if you would be willing to exchange the flower seeds in your palm for mine?" Luo Jiujiang took out a small bag from his storage bag that he had used to pack. The next moment, Yin Bandi took the small bag, which was not even as big as a sachet, and looked like he accepted the apology.

He carefully opened the bag, pinched out a pitch-black seed and placed it flat in his palm. Luo Jiujiang and he both looked at the unremarkable seed at the same time.

One stick of incense passed... Two sticks of incense passed...

Yin Bansi slowly raised his head and stared at Luo Jiujiang.

If he had let Luo Jiujiang choose how done it was before, now he would probably only let Luo Jiujiang choose how burnt it was.

Luo Jiujiang hurriedly said: "I have never lied to you about a single word..." He was also puzzled as to why the seeds could not bloom into the palm flower. He had never seen any record in any book that this flower was picky about the environment in which it would bloom.

As he thought about this, he retrieved the seed from Yin Bansi's palm. With a simple squeeze, the rootless white flower half-opened in his palm. Its pure white, shrouded in a holy aura, was enough to soften anyone's heart.

Looking at the flower in Luo Jiujiang's palm that was blooming smoothly and as docile as a lamb, the gloomy face finally changed slightly.

However, his appearance was so strange that even if his sallow complexion changed, it would be difficult for outsiders to discern any clues. He tucked the bag into his arms, clearly agreeing to the transaction.

Luo Jiujiang breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave when the other party called him back sinisterly, "Stand here."

"Huh?" Luo Jiujiang turned around and was faced with the sharp axe that Yin Bansi raised high behind him silently: "!!!"

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