Chapter 892 – Even Offering Money To Buy…
Ji Mo Ya gracefully took another sip of wine, “Silly girl, goods are only valuable when rare. Even if you are able to mass-produce, you still must not take out too many to sell. Come, accompany your husband and eat.”
Huan Qing Yan was pleased, Ji Mo Ya’s current mood was much better than the past few days, returning to that graceful Young Master state that she liked the most.
“Handsome Ya, do you want to release the Dragon Spirit Treasure? I have made its favorite Red Date Lingzhi Soup…”
Ji Mo Ya’s slowly replied, “No need.”
“Is it still being affected by the Devil Energy?” Huan Qing Yan carefully asked.
Only allowed on Creativenovels.com2
Ji Mo Ya replied, “Not a problem, the Ginseng Spirit Treasure within my body is aiding the recovery of my body, I will be fine after some time.”
“Okay. Since your spirit treasure is not eating, I will give it to my gluttonous spirit treasures then.”
“Okay, you decide.”
Huan Qing Yan’s spirit treasures were already hovering nearby and staring at the table of spirit dishes with salivating mouths.
Fortunately, Huan Qing Yan had already made preparations and made their favorite attribute spirit dishes plus a large vat of Spirit Grain Wine and a small flask of Honey Fruit Wine.
The two happily indulged themselves with the food.
It has been a long time since Ji Mo Ya and Huan Qing Yan had eaten a meal relaxingly. Due to the Honey Fruit Wine, a drunk Huan Qing Yan laid within the arms of Ji Mo Ya.
Ji Mo Ya was also leaning against the chair, he had even drunk more than usual while hugging the woman he loves. Flowing Cloud Flying Carriage was flying about aimlessly, no one was around to disturb them, allowing them to travel freely like a pair of wild cranes.
Ji Mo Ya displayed a relaxing state never before seen, “Little Yan, let us not return to the Holy City.”
“Okay!” The drunk Huan Qing Yan slapped the table, “Not going back to the Holy City, those fellas within Holy City are exceptionally irksome. So many people like to look down on others with high and mighty eyes, looking down on me? Humph! What right do they have to look down on me? So what if they have higher cultivation? Acting all smug…”
Ji Mo Ya lips slightly curled up, “To think that Little Yan dislikes Holy City so much?”
“It is not that I dislike Holy City, I just dislike some people, they are exceptionally annoying.”
Ji Mo Ya played along, “Right, who are the ones that Little Yan find annoying?” seeing that Huan Qing Yan was drunk and speaking without holding back, he wants to hear her real thoughts.
“The most hateful is naturally that whatsoever Saintess, hovering in front of you like a fly every day! And that Mu Rong Xin Nuo, your cousin! That huge white lotus! Plus, your mother also dislikes me, disliking me meant that she dislikes you…” Huan Qing Yan pouted.
“What a coincidence, your husband also dislike these people as well, anyone else?”
Huan Qing Yan tilted her head and pondered, “I also dislike that Shang Qiu Meng Qian, what is he treating women as? Goods? Asking you to transfer me to you, even offering money to buy…”
Ji Mo Ya continued playing along, “Right, he is indeed terrible, did you encounter him in the Holy City?”
“That’s right, he stood guard outside the door and did not leave. He was even delighted, saying that it was great that you are dead, I will belong to him…”
Dear Readers. Scrapers have recently been devasting our views. At this rate, the site (creativenovels .com) might...let's just hope it doesn't come to that. If you are reading on a scraper site. Please don't.
Ji Mo Ya’s face darkened, what a good Shang Qiu Meng Qian. Okay, looks like I will need to pay him a visit sometime.
“Good girl, do you have anyone else you do not like?”
Huan Qing Yan stretched her finger and spoke feeling wronged, “Yes. Bai Chen Feng, I do not like him, he bullied me. He even bit my finger…”
Ji Mo Ya instantly exploded, he squinted his eyes that was barely hiding his murderous intent. However, his voice was still calm and gentle and with a purpose and using a tone to bait for more information, “Good girl. Tell me what happened, in detail?”