Zi Dong Lai’s Final Words

"The Supreme Headmaster left something for you."

Ling Xian turned around to look at Zi Hua Shang. Flapping his sleeve, a gold storage pouch floated in midair and emitted a dizzying amount of light.

Instantly, Zi Hua Shang’s eyes brightened. "Master, this is what my father left behind?"

"Yes. According to him, this contains centuries of Zi Yang House’s wealth and legacy." Ling Xian nodded softly and grinned. "Open it and see. There is an inhibition spell placed on it that only those from the Zi Yang House can break. I did not try to break it myself, don’t worry."

"You are being kind."

Zi Yang Shang waved around her sleeve, and the gold storage pouch flew into her hand. Looking at the unharmed inhibition spell, she couldn’t help it but peek at Ling Xian. Her eyes were full of respect and appreciation, and now a hint of admiration.