“I wanted to see you surprised, but I guess I won’t be seeing that today,” Lu Xiaochi chuckled wryly.

“A spirit crystal??” Lu Yun saw a fist-sized, crystalline object at the center of the room.

“That’s right, a spirit crystal!” His uncle nodded. “That’s your grandfather’s most precious treasure and the last wealth of the family.” He paused, recalling what was in the ring that Lu Yun had just offered. “Erm… at least it was before.”

Lu Yun took a deep breath and inclined his head. It was just a lower rank spirit crystal, but it was probable that even the imperial family didn’t have something like it.

“There used to be more in the secret vault, but your grandfather used half of it to save you,” Lu Xiaochi continued.

Lu Yun understood. What the Ouyangs had done to him three months ago was mostly to exhaust the Lu family fortune and Lu...