"Ziqi, you seem to be very free. I have something for you to do."
In Xia Yuhe's manor, Gu Caiwei and the others hadn't left yet.
"What? I'm busy." Du Ziqi was drawing something on the table, but the way she held her brush was like a savage using chopsticks for the first time. As she drew, she giggled foolishly.
"That little bitch went too far this time. I'm very angry. I'm going to teach him a lesson," Gu Caiwei said coquettishly.
"Aiya, I can't bear to do that. Young Master Yan is so handsome, he can't bear any hardship." Du Ziqi looked like she was infatuated. "Ah, I can't help but want to carry him home when I think of how he looked when he drew his sword."
"So you drew a portrait for him?" Gu Caiwei sat on the armchair and glanced at her.
"No way!" Du Ziqi looked around and suddenly found that his painting really looked like a portrait of a deceased person. Moreover, it was crooked and not handsome at all. He angrily threw away the brush and said, "Starting tomorrow, I will learn the art of painting. None of you can stop me."
The round-faced girl came in with a few cups of tea. Hearing that, she couldn't help but laugh. "Senior apprentice-sister Ziqi, last time you said you wanted to learn cooking, you almost burned the kitchen to ashes. Don't tell me you changed it to a study this time?"
"Ahem, I suddenly feel thirsty." Du Ziqi snatched a cup of tea to cover up her thirst and drank a few mouthfuls. "Weiwei, what did you say just now?"
Gu Caiwei said, "Let's wait for senior apprentice-sister Huang to come back."
Just then, the yellow-robed girl walked in. "Junior apprentice-sister, I followed your instructions and guarded the town gate. I found that only Lu Zhantang and Monk Jiu Rou were left among the people who were hunting Yan Li. I didn't find any trace of Yan Li."
"As expected!" Gu Caiwei's beautiful eyes shone. "Ziqi, go to the Demon Hunt Hall's branch immediately and tell Lu Zhantang that Yan Li's maid is in my hands. Ask him to exchange five hundred soul stones for it."
"This …" Du Ziqi's actions of drinking tea paused, and she exchanged a glance with the yellow-robed woman. "If that's the case, wouldn't there really be a conflict with Young Master Yan?"
"Go," Gu Caiwei said firmly.
Du Ziqi was full of questions, but she did not dare to disobey the dignity of the head disciple, so she had to go.
Not long after, Lu Zhantang and Monk Jiu Rou arrived together. They excitedly cupped their hands together and asked: "Is what Miss Caiwei said true?"
"Of course it's true." Gu Caiwei giggled. "Why else would I invite you for tea?"
"In that case, let's not delay …" Lu Zhantang was interrupted before he could finish his words.
"But I have a condition."
"What, what conditions?" Lu Zhantang's heart sank slightly.
"I'm very curious. Why did you rush over immediately when I said that Yan Li's maid was in my hands?" Gu Caiwei giggled. "Could it be that you want to use her to threaten Yan Li to do something unspeakable?"
Lu Zhantang secretly cursed, but he put on a fake smile and said: "Miss Caiwei, I really don't understand what you're saying. Yan Li is a prospective disciple of the Court Of Sword, and I'm a member of the Demon Hunt Hall of the Dao Court, which is responsible for capturing evil spirits. How could there be a conflict between us?"
Gu Caiwei continued: "My condition is that you tell me what you want Yan Li to do, and I'll hand over his maid to you. Oh right, don't forget the five hundred soul stones. "
Lu Zhantang rolled his eyes and sighed: "Actually, it's like this. Although Brother Yan has set his sights on the Court Of Sword, we, the Dao Court, still want to fight for something that hasn't been settled yet."
"So the Dao Court has taken a liking to Young Master Yan." Du Ziqi came to a realization. "That's right. Young Master Yan is so handsome, everyone would like him."
She suddenly put on a stern face. "But your methods are too dishonorable. How could you use someone else's maid to threaten him? If you want to fight for Young Master Yan, please use your sincere heart to influence him."
"You're hopeless," Gu Caiwei said expressionlessly.
"What about me?" Du Ziqi was confused.
"Miss Caiwei, I've said everything I need to say. Is this deal a deal?" Lu Zhantang said.
"Where's the money?" Gu Caiwei said.
Lu Zhantang took out a Qiankun Bag without hesitation and respectfully handed it over with both hands.
Gu Caiwei signaled with his eyes, and the round-faced girl obediently received it. After inspecting it with her mental perception for a while, she nodded at Gu Caiwei. "The amount is correct."
"Very good." Gu Caiwei giggled. "The Demon Hunt Hall is indeed rich."
Lu Zhantang smiled. "For the sake of a genius disciple, five hundred soul stones is really nothing."
"Good." Gu Caiwei lightly clapped her hands.
Hearing her clap, her three fellow disciples looked at each other, not knowing what kind of order this was, and why she hadn't mentioned it beforehand.
Lu Zhantang thought that this was Gu Caiwei's order to bring him up, so he waited quietly.
As they waited, the central room fell into an extremely awkward atmosphere.
After the person in question finished clapping her hands, she said nothing else.
Lu Zhantang grew more and more anxious as he waited. He couldn't help but ask, "Miss Caiwei, where's the person I asked for?"
"Hmm?" Gu Caiwei's eyes widened. "Who is it?"
"Yan Li's maid!" Lu Zhantang frowned.
"Right, Yan Li's maid. I've forgotten all about her," Gu Caiwei giggled.
Lu Zhantang relaxed a little and said, "Miss Caiwei, if the place is far away, why don't we go and get her ourselves?"
"Do you think she's an object?" Gu Caiwei's expression suddenly turned cold.
"What do you mean?" Lu Zhantang narrowed his eyes.
Gu Caiwei said in a sweet voice, "You want to buy a beautiful maid like Fu 'er for five hundred soul stones? Do you really think it's that cheap?"
"Then what do you want!" Lu Zhantang said in a low voice. There were very few hostages in this world who had more than five hundred soul stones.
Gu Caiwei giggled. "Mister Lu, isn't your goal to blackmail Yan Li? Go and tell him right now that his maid is in your hands. If he comes to me asking for her, I'll just say that she's in your hands. Five hundred soul stones can't buy a person, it can only buy a verbal promise from me. "
Du Ziqi and the other two were dumbfounded. How did he become so shameless after just one trip to the mortal world?
"If Miss Caiwei can't hand over the person, then please return the soul stones to me!" Lu Zhantang didn't buy it at all.
Five hundred soul stones, no matter where it was, was an astronomical sum.
"Alright, tell your hall master to come find me." Gu Caiwei said meaningfully, "Aside from your hall master, no one else can do it."
"Miss Caiwei, why do you want to make things difficult for us servants!" Lu Zhantang was secretly angry.
Monk Jiu Rou suddenly pulled on Lu Zhantang's sleeve.
Lu Zhantang gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger, "Miss Caiwei, I'll add another two hundred soul stones, give me the person."
"Either you take the verbal promise, or you let your hall master come and get the money." Gu Caiwei said coldly.
"Fine, verbal promise it is. I hope Miss Caiwei won't go back on her words!" Lu Zhantang was so angry that he laughed and said with a mocking tone, "Of course, even if you go back on your words, I can't do anything to you. After all, you are that person's …"
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