After Favorability Is Maxed

Really? For Free?

Liu Yuan felt that this was not the name of an ordinary guard.

And Xie Qian did not seem to treat that guy like an ordinary guard. This guard even had the right to bring people in.

Liu Yuan looked at the guard named Shaoying again.

It was ordinary, just... A little out of the ordinary.

No matter how one looked at it, from his looks to his figure, he was quite common and could not be found in a crowd.

But perhaps... It was because he was too ordinary that it was not ordinary?

Liu Yuan could not help but ponder.

Upon hearing Xie Qian’s words, Shaoying immediately bowed respectfully. “Yes, Master.”

He turned around and ran to the door to continue guarding.

Was such a lax guard really reliable?

However, there were not many people visiting Xie Qian, so it should not be a problem... Right?

Liu Yuan shifted his gaze from Shaoying to the three people in front of the table, especially Xie Qian.

This big shot’s performance did seem to be in a state where favorability was maxed out. Otherwise, with his temper, he would never have accepted this inexplicable agreement.

But... Liu Yuan was suddenly a little concerned. How could he completely replenish the favorability points he gained from giving gfits?

Previously, for example, Fu Huan’s favorability with Liu Yuan had increased through battles. Therefore, Liu Yuan should have been a friend who often fought with her (not really).

As for people like Gu Siyin and Ning Xiangrong, he had obtained the favorability points through a proper conquering strategy. Hence, in their impression, Liu Yuan was their lifetime’s faithful lover, and the details of the various conquering strategies were very clear to him.

Liu Yuan was really curious about what would happen if he gave a gift after drawing the card.

... Anyway, as long as its not something strange.

Xie Qian raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation. He gestured to the far left side of the table. “Little Friend, please take a seat. You are a guest, so I will entertain you today.”

I’m a guest, and you’re playing the zither for me?

Liu Yuan criticized in his heart, then walked over and knelt down like the woman next to him.

The old man suddenly spoke, his voice old and rotten, “Xie Qian, who is he?”

“Will you tend your own gardens?” Xie Qian asked gently.

Liu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this sentence was probably the same as... ‘What does it have to do with you?’

The most annoying thing was that they spoke in a weird manner.

“...”

The veins on the old man’s face bulged as he clenched his fists.

“…”

The woman opened her mouth but did not know what to say. She reached out and patted the old man’s back to calm him down.

“Pfft...”

The three of them looked over.

Liu Yuan sat up straight and looked straight ahead. “I just thought of something funny.”

The old man’s eyes widened, and a sharp glint flashed in his beast eyes. He opened his palm.

Liu Yuan immediately felt a bone-piercing chill. His hair stood on end, his heart tightened, and he almost stood up.

“You can laugh when you want to, but you’re restraining yourself. You’re indulging in your desires and not overstepping the rules. Little Friend, you’re really good.”

Xie Qian suddenly nodded in praise. His gaze fell on the old man who had stopped his movements. “Yuan Kaixuan, you’re disrespectful to your elders and your juniors. Do you always act like this in front of the younger generation?”

“Phew...”

Liu Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, and the chill faded away. He muttered to himself, “This old man wants to kill me. Damn it, the world of cultivators is too dangerous. I’ll just take the exp scrolls and leave.”

However, this also showed that Xie Qian was also a big shot, and even more so than this old man.

“Hmph!” Yuan Kaixuan snorted coldly and withdrew his hand with a flick of his sleeve. His face was gloomy. “I’m a dying man. What’s there to worry about? I came to find you personally, but you invited an outsider here. Who’ the one who doesn’t know respect?”

Xie Qian said, “There’s always a difference in priority. You came to me to beg, but Little Friend Jun Xuan has an appointment with me. I’m clear about the priority. Naturally, he should be the first.”

His words were so firm that Yuan Kaixuan was unable to refute them.

The corner of Liu Yuan’s mouth twitched. If it was not for the fact that he had just transmigrated for a day, and this was the first time he had seen Xie Qian, he would have believed Xie Qian’s nonsense.

The woman beside him looked at Liu Yuan’s speechless expression and blinked in surprise. She asked softly, “May I ask Senior Xie what agreement you have with this Fellow Daoist Jun Xuan?”

Liu Yuan coughed twice and said, “I’m here to ask for a few pieces of calligraphy. I’ve always been very... Appreciative of Senior Xie’s calligraphy and paintings.”

Good, good ... He almost said that he was coveting Xie Qian himself.

After all, it would be a little too much to ask for dozens of paintings when someone else was here.

Wait for them to leave and then come back to exploit them...

Xie Qian’s expression did not change. He stood up and said, “Little Friend is also a person who loves painting, so there’s no reason not to.”

The woman named Hong Luan was stunned on the spot, feeling incredulous.

Calligraphy and painting?

How could there be such a coincidence? They were also seeking calligraphy and paintings!

However, Xie Qian was clearly stubborn just now, or rather, they were bargaining because the price they offered was not enough. Suddenly, this kid came, and he’s just going to give it to him?

Looking at how he came empty-handed... Was he really getting them for free?

She turned around and saw that Yuan Kaixuan’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot. His old voice sounded like he was gritting his teeth. “Xie Qian, you’re doing this on purpose, right?”

Xie Qian went to pick up the calligraphy and painting with a puzzled face. “Why do you say so?”

Yuan Kaixuan reached out and pointed at Liu Yuan. “This Brat, what a coincidence that he agreed to take your paintings and calligraphy? Why did he have to come and take it when I am here?! Xie Qian, you... Cough, cough, cough...”

In a moment of excitement, he coughed repeatedly and pounded the table.

His face, which had been full of anger, became listless.

Hong Luan patted his back and bit her lips. She turned to look at Xie Qian and knelt down. “I beg Senior Xie to save my grandfather! In this world, only ‘Dao Literature’ can stabilize the injury in the sea of consciousness and rebuild the Soul Palace. If you don’t save him... Grandfather will die without a doubt.”

“Even if you and Grandfather used to quarrel, haven’t you always believed in a gentleman’s conduct?” She sobbed. We’ve already brought the all these treasures, the Fusang Sea, the Golden Crow True Yang, to exchange for them, is that still not enough? And you still want to humiliate us...”

Fusang Sea? Golden Crow True Yang?

These two terms quickly flashed through Liu Yuan’s mind. The Fusang Sea naturally referred to an ocean among the five continents and eight seas of the upper central realm. As for the Golden Crow True Yang, he had never heard of it before.

However, it was certain that these two people were really outside of the plot.

This was because the map of the Fusang Sea had not been opened to players yet!

He did not expect that he would encounter such an accident when he’s here to scam... No, to get an exp scroll. Liu Yuan’s heart beat faster.

Xie Qian rolled up the mounted portraits like he was putting his clothes. He said lightly, “Time, fate, and luck are not things I can control.”

He turned around and gave Liu Yuan a bunch of scrolls as if they were free. He smiled and said, “Little friend, keep it well.”

“...”

Liu Yuan took the scroll, looked at Xie Qian, and then at Hong Luan, who was kneeling and trembling.

Why did he feel like... Xie Qian was giving him a choice?

Yuan Kaixuan’s coughing gradually subsided. After panting for a while, he reached out to help Hong Li up and said in a low voice, “Let’s go! Without?the Dao Literature, I can still live for another 50 years, and it’s not like the Fusang Tribe will collapse immediately!”

“But ...” Hong Luan’s face was filled with anxiety, but she was pulled to stand up and walk outside.

Liu Yuan hesitated for a moment, then looked at Xie Qian, who had returned to his seat as if nothing had happened. He picked up a scroll and said, “I can give you these paintings.”

Yuan Kaixuan and Hong Luan stopped in their tracks.