As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Zhiyuan deflated like a punctured balloon, lowered her head in frustration, and pouted slightly, looking pitiful.

The man in white chuckled and patted Mo Zhiyuan's head. "Since you've already called him Grandmaster, you'll naturally have a gift. Here, open it and see if you like it."

Upon hearing this, Mo Zhiyuan immediately raised her head, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the man in white. She then saw the man in white magically produce a brocade box from behind him and hand it to her.

Mo Zhiyuan excitedly reached out to take it, but the next moment she immediately withdrew her hand and looked at Yun Qingluo.

My mother said that I shouldn't accept gifts from others casually, or I would have to pay the price.

Looking at the well-behaved and sensible Mo Zhiyuan in front of her, Yun Qingluo felt happy and relieved. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

"Zhiyuan is wonderful. Your grandmaster and grand-uncle are family. You can accept their gifts without hesitation. But you must always remember the love and care your family has for you."

Upon hearing this, Mo Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to suddenly realize something, and nodded her little head vigorously, replying crisply, "Yes, I know, Mother."

Immediately afterwards, she turned around and looked directly at the master dressed in white. She stretched out her two delicate pink hands, carefully took the exquisite brocade box, and respectfully thanked him, saying, "Thank you, Master. Zhiyuan is very happy."

At this moment, Bai Chang walked over and said with a smile, "Come, come, let your grandmaster open this brocade box for you and see what treasures are inside. I wonder if it suits Zhi Yuan's taste? This guy has never let me see it."

Before he finished speaking, he gently lifted the lid of the brocade box.

In an instant, a flash of silver light appeared, and everyone looked closely and saw that a small and exquisite whip was lying quietly in the brocade box.

The whip shimmered with a silvery-white light, as if it were formed from countless tiny starlight fragments. It was quite beautiful, and as soon as it appeared, it immediately attracted all of Mo Zhiyuan's attention.

Mo Zhiyuan stared wide-eyed at the whip, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, what a beautiful whip!"

“I was just complaining to my father a few days ago that I wanted a little whip. I never expected that you, Master, would be as magical as the Arabian lamp that my mother told me about, and grant my wish so quickly. I am so happy, thank you Master.”

After she finished speaking, a bright smile, as radiant as spring flowers, bloomed on her rosy little face.