Ji Fengyan shot Ji Qingshang a nonchalant look after seeing that she was trying so hard yet was not praised, causing her to almost burst into a fit of rage on the spot.
Seeing Ji Fengyan's attitude, Ji Qiu already had an idea in mind. He slowly opened his mouth to speak, "Fengyan, what you have said is correct. You purchased this Tree of the Flowing Bloodshed, so you are naturally free to decide what to do with it. This was also the promise that I have given you, but…"
Ji Qiu's eyes narrowed as the tone of his voice suddenly changed. "Was this Tree of the Flowing Bloodshed really purchased by you?"
"That is naturally the case," Ji Fengyan replied.
But Ji Qiu scoffed and clapped his palms together. Suddenly, a figure walked from the study room into the inner hall.
The man who had walked out was around 30 years old and the corner of his lips had an obvious wrinkle.
