"It seems Yuan Zhimo actually cares about this kid. Since that's the case, let's use the opportunity to kill two birds with one stone and add some minor troubles for our Miss Yuan!"
Mu Liancheng squinted slightly, his eyes gleaming with a sinister chill, cold gleams shooting in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, a day passed, and in this Yuan family hall, Xiao Yifeng and Yuan Zhimo were seated here, with Yuan Zhenghai sitting at the head seat.
"Little Feng, we really have to thank you this time for taking out those two types of elixirs in time to recover the losses of the Zijin Commerce Guild."
Yuan Zhenghai looked at Xiao Yifeng gratefully and said.
"Patriarch Yuan, you're too polite. We've been staying here, troubling you. This is nothing."
Xiao Yifeng said with a smile.
"From now on, just call me Uncle Yuan. Both Zhimo and I already consider you family."
