Li Huan stared at Zhao Min, watching to see if she dared to draw her sword.

Immediately, Zhao Min's brows relaxed, a smile appeared on her face, and she put down the fake "Heavenly Sword".

"Master Li! Why not come into the manor to enjoy the fine wine? This humble woman is willing to perform a dance with the Heaven-Slaying Sword to entertain all the heroes!"

Sword dance to add to the festivities?

It's amazing that Zhao Min came up with this idea, using this trick to lure Li Huan into Green Willow Manor.

Li Huan said, "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Zhao. It's a pity that I haven't sold all my boxed lunches yet."

Zhao Min laughed and said, "After a long time, no customers have bought the boxed meals. Even if Master Li waits until dark, he still won't be able to sell all six thousand boxed meals."

Indeed, the passersby who were attracted by the aroma of the food all ran away when they learned that the boxed lunch cost as much as one hundred taels of silver.

Li Huan said, "No rush, no rush. After Miss Zhao finishes her boxed lunch, I'll go to the bustling city center to set up a stall!"

Li Huan looked directly into Zhao Min's eyes and urged her again.

"Miss Zhao, please draw the Heaven-Slaying Sword! Let us see its power!"

Zhao Min hurriedly said, "I am willing to offer 600,000 taels of silver to buy the remaining 6,000 boxed meals, and invite Leader Li and all the heroes to the manor to enjoy fine wine, and also to perform a sword dance for you!"

Finally, Zhao Min made a bold move to "bribe" Li Huan.

Of course, she will still use the fake "Heavenly Sword" to lure Li Huan and the others into a trap.

Li Huan played along, continuing his performance and feigning surprise.

"Did Miss Zhao really buy six thousand boxed meals?"

Zhao Min clasped her hands and smiled, "I have always been hospitable and love to make friends with chivalrous people of the martial world. Today, after seeing the demeanor of Leader Li, I am filled with admiration. If Leader Li would be so kind as to grace our manor with his presence, I would gladly give you not only 600,000 taels of silver, but even 1 million taels!"

His demeanor and speech exuded a carefree and unrestrained air.

Li Huan knew Zhao Min's thoughts perfectly well.

First, I'll lure you into the manor, then I'll poison you, making you my prisoners, at my mercy.

Li Huan feigned excitement: "Great! Miss Zhao is so straightforward! I, Li Huan, am determined to be your friend!"

Zhao Min stood up and said respectfully, "Please invite Master Li to the manor to rest. We will certainly offer you 600,000 taels of silver!"

Li Huan announced loudly, "Leaders, please follow me into the manor to taste Miss Zhao's fine wine and enjoy her sword dance!"

...

A moment later.

Inside the main hall of Green Willow Villa.

In the central hall hangs a magnificent painting of galloping horses, created by the Yuan Dynasty calligrapher and painter Zhao Mengfu.

Li Huan knew that these paintings and calligraphy works would be quite valuable in modern society.

Logically speaking, ancient paintings and calligraphy works should sell for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan in modern society.

However, ancient paintings and calligraphy works that arrive in modern society through "time travel" do not show signs of having undergone a long period of time and are therefore identified by experts as forgeries!

Similarly, ancient artifacts that arrive in modern society through "time travel" are often identified as fakes by experts.

For example, Li Huan brought a Ru ware vase from the Song Dynasty back to the real world. The vase's surface was brand new and shiny, without any "patina" formed by oxidation. In the eyes of experts, this Ru ware vase was a contemporary imitation.

Unless Li Huan travels back to the Ming or Qing Dynasty and acquires an antique from hundreds or thousands of years ago, which has the patina of time, it will not be recognized by experts in the real world.

Just as Li Huan was pondering, Zhang Wuji pointed to a calligraphy work hanging on the left wall and enthusiastically praised it.

The calligraphy is signed at the end: Zhao Min of Bianliang.

Zhang Wuji said, "The brushstrokes of this calligraphy are quite charming, it must be the work of Miss Zhao! It turns out that Miss Zhao is from Bianliang, and her given name is 'Min'."

Zhao Min didn't even look at Zhang Wuji, and said to Li Huan, "My calligraphy is clumsy, please forgive me, Master Li."

For a moment, Zhang Wuji looked a little embarrassed.

He was, after all, the vice leader of the Ming Cult, yet Zhao Min completely ignored him.

It is evident that Zhang Wuji failed to gain fame in the battle at Bright Peak, and therefore did not receive Zhao Min's attention.

Li Huan fully understood Zhang Wuji's mindset and explained with a smile.

"This young hero is the vice leader of our sect, named Zhang Wuji."

Zhao Min turned her head to observe Zhang Wuji.

"Oh? The vice leader? I thought he was Li's follower."

Zhang Wuji was even more embarrassed.

Li Huan said, "Zhang Wuji's father was Zhang Cuishan, the fifth of the 'Seven Heroes of Wudang'! His mother was Yin Susu, the daughter of the White-browed Eagle King! His adoptive father was Xie Xun, the Golden-haired Lion King of the Ming Cult!"

Zhang Wuji wore a confident smile and instinctively puffed out his broad chest.

With such an impressive family background, he should be respected by people in the martial arts world wherever he goes.

Zhao Min responded with an "oh" in a casual, polite tone: "I've heard so much about you!"

Li Huan said, "Zhang Cuishan, one of the Five Heroes of Wudang, is known as 'Silver Hook and Iron Stroke.' His calligraphy skills must be profound! Wuji, quickly show us your skills and write a piece of calligraphy to give to Miss Zhao!"

Zhang Wuji's face flushed slightly.

"Wuji lost his father at the age of ten and had not yet learned calligraphy from his father. Afterwards, Wuji devoted himself to learning medicine and martial arts, and was not good at writing..."

As soon as Zhang Wuji finished speaking, Zhao Min hurriedly said, "Leader Li, please come with me to the garden."

She ignored Zhang Wuji and eagerly invited Li Huan to drink in the garden.

Zhang Wuji was once again ignored; in Zhao Min's eyes, he became a minor character who only played a supporting role.

Soon, the group arrived at the garden and sat down in the waterside pavilion.

Li Huan observed intently.

Sure enough, the pool was filled with flowers that emitted a rich fragrance; it was indeed the "Drunken Immortal Lotus"!

The table was covered with boxed lunches.

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