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In the main hall.

Xiao ran and Qu Bo 'an sat around a table. There were six gift boxes on the table with sealing talismans on them. It was obvious that they were good stuff.

If not.

He wouldn't have used a sealing talisman to seal the things inside.

"What is this?" Xiao ran asked.

"Brother Xiao, why don't you open it and take a look?" Qu Bo 'an smiled.

Compared to last night's embarrassment, he had returned to his usual appearance, easy to approach, but not losing the dignity of a superior.

Xiao ran smiled but did not move.

He held the teacup and pressed the lid against the tea, as if he didn't take it to heart.

Upon seeing this.

Qu Bo 'an removed the talisman seal and opened the box.

The items in the six gift boxes were all exposed before his eyes. They were all spiritual herbs, and each spiritual herb was more than 100000 years old.

The rich medicinal fragrance materialized and filled the hall.