Killed a Seventh Layer cultivator, handed it to the Red Lotus for refining, yet still couldn’t produce eight Gold Yuan Pills, Zhang Gunli is really ruthless.

He Jiaqing took out eight Gold Yuan Pills from his chest and placed them in front of Zhang Gunli, who nodded approvingly after checking the quality, saying, "Good stuff, quality is unquestionable, I still owe you some change."

He Jiaqing shook his head and said, "Talking about that change seems unnecessary, Big Brother Zhang. Please do take care of me in future business dealings."

Zhang Gunli laughed and said, "Straightforward, Younger Brother He, if you ever run into trouble in the future, feel free to find me, leave the IOU, I’m taking my leave."

After verifying the IOU, He Jiaqing found it authentic and saw Zhang Gunli off at the office door.

After exchanging a few parting words, Zhang Gunli left, and He Jiaqing intertwined his fingers, burned the IOU, mixed the ashes with the dust in the room, opened the window, and let the night wind carry them far away.

Sitting at the desk and rubbing his forehead, He Jiaqing felt a bit weary, considering going to sleep when suddenly he smelled a faint fragrance of cosmetics.

Who could it be, coming here to entice others in the middle of the night?

Shen Rongqing also lived in this building, but it wasn’t her personality nor method.

He Jiaqing stood up, scanned the room, and his ears twitched, vaguely hearing some sounds of running water.

Looking up, he saw in the Western oil painting on the wall, originally depicting Ling Miaoying in contemplation by the riverbank, had transformed into a woman holding an umbrella.

The woman closed her umbrella and stepped out from the painting, standing in front of He Jiaqing, "Young Master He, long time no see."

He Jiaqing was taken aback, and asked, "Respected Elder, have we met before?"

The woman’s lips curled slightly, somewhat reproachful, "Back in the days on Sage Peak, we were somewhat acquainted, how can you turn your face and act as if you don’t remember?"

He Jiaqing glanced at the woman, then at the Western oil painting on the wall, and bowed to the woman, "If I’m not mistaken, you must be the Painting Master, Mu Yuejuan, Elder Mu."

Mu Yuejuan was even less pleased, "The term ’elder’ itself sounds harsh, and you insist on throwing in the word ’old’, why not simply call me sister?"

Looking at Mu Yuejuan’s appearance and her figure, observing her moods swinging with humor and ire, entranced by her laughter and teasing, an ordinary person’s soul would be captured.

However, He Jiaqing remained calm, first clarifying a fact to Mu Yuejuan, "Back then, the person you met on Sage Peak wasn’t me, someone impersonated me, causing a lot of unjust suffering for me."

Mu Yuejuan chuckled, "Young Master He, your words carry little meaning, I’m not here to seek a saint from you, nor am I asking for the Jade Seal, so what’s the point in bringing up the past?"

Indeed, there’s no real point.

He Jiaqing was wronged, and Mu Yuejuan knew involvement in the matter clearly in her heart.

Mu Yuejuan continued, "I’ve heard that because of the Sage Peak affair, you quarreled with the Greenwater Beggar, that old Hua Zi is ruthless, even wanted your life,

I’m here this time to help you settle it, since I’m somewhat friendly with Green Flower. If I talk to him, he might listen. Shall we visit his place now?"

He Jiaqing waved his hands repeatedly, "Respected Elder, please do not frighten me, Greenwater Beggar has lethal intent towards me, if I go to his place, I’d never return alive."

Mu Yuejuan looked surprised, "Oh Young Master He, are you ever scared? Today I witnessed you lingering at Green Flower’s doorway for half a day, your demeanor didn’t seem like you were hiding from him."

Met on Longmen Road, truly it was Mu Yuejuan.

He Jiaqing’s smile remained unchanged, but he remained silent.

Mu Yuejuan approached He Jiaqing, gently lifting his chin, speaking softly, "Young Master He, I know everything you’ve done. There’s quite a collection of good items at Green Flower’s house, your harvest must be substantial, right?"

He Jiaqing slightly shook his head, "Sister overestimates me, I haven’t even stepped into Greenwater Beggar’s house, I truly don’t have the means."

Mu Yuejuan laughed, "Young lads should be a bit arrogant, no need to speak so prudently. If you didn’t enter Green Flower’s house, what did you use to pay Zhang Gunli? The quality of those Gold Yuan Pills isn’t easy to find, right?

If I guessed correctly, those Gold Yuan Pills were probably collected by Green Flower to reward his disciples, isn’t that reasonable?"

He Jiaqing felt tight-hearted, since starting to pay Zhang Gunli, Mu Yuejuan had been in this room, yet he didn’t notice.

Wait, I didn’t notice, did Zhang Gunli also not notice?

If he knew Mu Yuejuan was here, he also knew why she came, Mu Yuejuan might indeed be brought by him!

Zhang Gunli, that bird person!

Controlling his emotions, He Jiaqing explained to Mu Yuejuan, "Respected Elder, the eight Gold Yuan Pills I gave Zhang Gunli were refined using the Red Lotus, Mysterious Red Life Lotus once was in my possession, you should have heard this news,

I truly haven’t been to Greenwater Beggar’s place, nor took his contract book, Respected Elder, I’m honestly not lying to you."

Mu Yuejuan’s fingers still glided across He Jiaqing’s face, "Young Master He, such lies might fool others, but to deceive me, it indeed lacks interest,

Mysterious Red Life Lotus was previously in Bridge Yesong’s Local Deity’s hands, I’ve long known this, those lies you weaved, such as Lu Xiaolan, such as Li Banfeng, they’re all false!"

He Jiaqing was speechless, the situation was truly absurd, he admitted to having owned the Mysterious Red Life Lotus, yet Mu Yuejuan just wouldn’t believe it.

Mu Yuejuan gently brushed He Jiaqing’s hair, "According to Puluo State’s rules, I can’t casually rob Local Deity’s belongings, but now that Green Flower is dead, me taking over doesn’t violate the rules,