443 Rich Tyrant, Promise?

On the third floor of the Qi Zhen Pavilion.

Ling Xian had a faint grin on his lips as he sat on the mahogany chair, casual like usual. It was as if what he had just given out was a pile of dust, not a pile of rare and invaluable Petals of Enlightenment.

Gong Suo Xin was overjoyed as she watched the petals dance in the air. She found it hard to control herself.

To her, this wasn't just one hundred million of spiritual stones. It was more like hope. Hope of once again becoming a candidate for the Leader of the Qi Zhen Pavilion position. Thus, how could she not be excited?

Even Luo Xin Jie, who had an unknown identity, was shaken up by this. She didn't expect Ling Xian to be wealthy enough to take out hundreds of petals at once!

He spent his money like it was dust!

"Ling Xian, thank you, really, thank you." Gong Suo Xin was very thankful. All the injustice she had suffered from the past eight years disappeared like the smoke and turned into hope.