Qi Xuansu was no stranger to this kind of look. Whenever he angered Zhang Yuelu, she would gaze at him in the same way, followed shortly by a playful slap that was more like the teasing banter between lovers.0

But Yao Pei was not Zhang Yuelu. She did not seem playful at all. Instead, she looked as though she was genuinely considering exchanging a few blows with Qi Xuansu.0

What else could Qi Xuansu do but pretend not to notice her stare? He had no desire to walk into the lion’s den. His future was bright. Being a Sage one day and marrying Zhang Yuelu were no longer distant dreams. So he had no interest in taking risks with his noble-born niece, nor did he care to curry favor with her.0

Seeing that her intimidation had no effect, Yao Pei furrowed her brows. She could not actually fight Qi Xuansu in this setting, so she had no choice but to compromise. “I can give you a spiritual object, no less valuable than your horizontal blade.”0

Yao Pei was truly a wealthy lady from the prestigious Yao family. She could casually offer him a top-tier spiritual object without batting an eye. It was far more extravagant than anything he or Zhang Yuelu could afford.0

Even so, Qi Xuansu was not the type to be swayed by wealth. He valued his life more. He asked, “Why do you want to go up there? And why do you need me to go with...0