Chapter 1220: Fulfilling the Promise of That Day
When speaking of his own innocence, Yang Haoran's expression remained unchanged, and his tone showed no different fluctuations. Thus, his words conveyed neither helplessness nor the slightest hint of joy, giving the impression that he was merely stating a fact.
To Yang Haoran's words, Xia Xinger offered no definitive reply, making it impossible to ascertain whether she agreed with his assertion or not.
With a gentle wave of her jade-like arm, white Saintly Power enveloped the central area of the reception hall. In the blink of an eye, the holy light dissipated, and the reception hall was suddenly filled with a vast quantity of boxes of varying sizes. Piled together, these boxes formed a small mountain, quietly rising in the very center of the hall.
"Heh heh, Divine Envoy Xia, what is the meaning of this?"
Yang Haoran swept his gaze over the mountain of boxes, then turned his head to look at Xia Xinger, asking with a faint smile.
Xia Xinger responded, her voice having now returned to its tranquil state. "On that day, Divine Envoy Yang lent us a helping hand, and Zuo Meng once promised Divine Envoy Yang that as long as Divine Envoy Yang was willing to act, our Holy Mother Cult would certainly provide compensation to Divine Envoy Yang's satisfaction afterwards. Therefore, I have prepared some small gifts for Divine Envoy Yang, hoping Divine Envoy Yang will like them."
"Heh heh, Divine Envoy Xia, why be so polite? Although I lent you a hand that day, you also helped me in turn. Let's consider us even, so there's no need for you to offer anything more to thank me," Yang Haoran said with a smile.
"These are two different matters, Divine Envoy Yang, and cannot be confused. Please, take a look at these items first; I believe Divine Envoy Yang will surely like them," Xia Xinger said calmly.
The box opened on its own, revealing its contents to Yang Haoran's sight. Inside, a spiritual medicinal ingredient lay nestled.
"To repay Divine Envoy Yang for his assistance that day, I pondered for a long time, and ultimately decided to use these spiritual medicinal ingredients as a token of my gratitude. Divine Envoy Yang has a Pharmacist under his command, and I believe not only will your subordinate be very fond of these spiritual medicinal ingredients, but you, too, will be very pleased. All the boxes you see now are filled with spiritual medicinal ingredients, and there are quite a few varieties."
Before her arrival, Xia Xinger had considered many types of items to fulfill her promise. Among these, some she felt Yang Haoran wouldn't appreciate, so she discarded them. Others she believed Yang Haoran would certainly like, but either she couldn't procure them, or doing so would violate her principles, thus she similarly rejected them.
After much deliberation, she thought of spiritual medicinal ingredients. She knew that Yang Haoran had a Pharmacist among his subordinates, whom she had even interacted with and who had greatly assisted her that day. Since there was a Pharmacist, various spiritual medicinal ingredients were naturally indispensable, and Yang Haoran should be satisfied with such a gift of gratitude.
The Holy Mother Cult had always been one of the major powers in Gu Mo City, and over the years, they had accumulated many valuable items, naturally including a significant amount of spiritual medicinal ingredients. Thus, she didn't need to search for more; she only had to organize a portion of their existing stock. And so, the current scene unfolded.
Xia Xinger's voice reached Yang Haoran's ears. Yang Haoran smiled faintly and closed the lid.
"Heh heh, Divine Envoy Xia is too thoughtful. Spiritual medicinal ingredients are indeed very precious to me. However. . . with such a vast quantity of spiritual medicinal ingredients, isn't this thank-you gift a bit too extravagant, Divine Envoy Xia?"
Yang Haoran spoke with a smile, then gently waved his hand, and the box before him, enveloped in Yin Qi, returned to its original place.
"If the thank-you gift isn't substantial, how can it convey sincerity? Divine Envoy Yang, there's no need to be modest. As long as you like it, that's enough."
As these words fell, Xia Xinger stood up, appearing ready to depart. Seeing this, Yang Haoran also rose to his feet.
"Divine Envoy Xia has just arrived, the chair hasn't even warmed up, and you're already leaving? " Yang Haoran asked with a smile.
"There are still many matters within the Holy Mother Cult that require my attention. Gu Mo City is no longer the Gu Mo City it once was, so naturally, I must be more concerned than before. Therefore, I dare not linger here. When I have time another day, I will visit Divine Envoy Yang again," Xia Xinger said calmly.
Xia Xinger spoke calmly, then waved her hand to tear through space, and a spatial rift appeared before her.
Many areas within the Death God Temple were protected by forbidden barriers, though some of these barriers were not activated, remaining open on ordinary days. For instance, the reception hall where Yang Haoran and the others currently were had no forbidden barrier active at the moment, allowing Xia Xinger to easily tear through space.
However, Xia Xinger was still very courteous and polite. Although she could have directly teleported into the Death God Temple upon her arrival, she chose not to, instead appearing outside the temple gates. While this was merely a detail, it revealed her refined conduct.
Now, her tearing space directly within the Death God Temple was because she had completed her visit to Yang Haoran and was preparing to leave. According to the usual etiquette for people of their kind, it was permissible to directly tear space and depart in such circumstances, without needing to walk out of the Death God Temple first.
Of course, it wouldn't be unacceptable to walk out of the Death God Temple before tearing space; it would simply mean such a person was even more particular about etiquette.
Xia Xinger was leaving, and Yang Haoran had no intention of keeping her, but the customary 'face' ritual still needed to be observed. After all, she had come to offer gifts, not to cause trouble.
"Heh heh, 'another day when I have time,' who knows when that will be? I still think it's better to strike while the iron is hot. Since you're here today, why not stay and enjoy yourself before leaving? It would also give me a chance to communicate more with Divine Envoy Xia." RA & nobes
Yang Haoran smiled faintly, but Xia Xinger did not change her decision because of his words.
"I appreciate Divine Envoy Yang's kind intentions, but I truly have urgent matters I cannot put off."
As she spoke, Xia Xinger stepped into the spatial rift, with Zuo Meng following closely behind.
"Since that is the case, then I shall not detain Divine Envoy Xia. If the opportunity arises another day, I will pay a visit to your esteemed Holy Mother Cult."
Yang Haoran exchanged pleasantries with a smile. Just as the spatial rift was about to heal, Xia Xinger's calm voice once again emanated from within.
"Divine Envoy Yang, accumulating too much karmic debt from killing will only cause you to lose yourself, bringing no benefit to you. All lives are equal; I hope one day you will understand this principle."
As these words fell, the spatial rift completely healed, and Xia Xinger and Zuo Meng departed from the Death God Temple, leaving Yang Haoran standing alone in place.
"This woman, she couldn't have sensed something, could she?"
Gazing at the spot where the spatial rift had vanished, Yang Haoran couldn't help but ponder this thought internally.
It was no wonder he harbored such a thought. Earlier, when he claimed innocence regarding the great massacre in Gu Mo City, Xia Xinger had not expressed an opinion; although she hadn't refuted his claim, neither had she agreed with it.
That was one reason; the second was Xia Xinger's words as she departed—they were quite thought-provoking, making it difficult for him not to entertain such an idea.
"Heh heh, it doesn't matter. Even if this woman truly sensed something, what of it? Without evidence, mere words hold little persuasive power,"
Yang Haoran thought to himself. Besides that point, he also didn't believe Xia Xinger would spread this matter around without evidence.
Furthermore, even if his judgment was wrong and Xia Xinger truly acted upon it, he had ways to deal with the problem and wouldn't be passively left to be slaughtered.
Precisely because of this, Yang Haoran paid no mind to the matter, quickly casting it to the back of his mind. Compared to that, the vast quantity of spiritual medicinal ingredients Xia Xinger had sent interested him far more. After all, these were tangible benefits, far more substantial than any polite words.
"Heh heh, someone, come."
Yang Haoran spoke with a faint smile. A whoosh sounded, and then a Night Watcher appeared before him, bowing respectfully.
"Divine Envoy, please give your command!"
"Heh heh, go call Xiang Hai over. Tell him I have something good for him."
Yang Haoran instructed with a smile. After receiving his order, the Night Watcher's figure flickered, and he left the reception hall, hurrying towards Xiang Chuan's courtyard.
A short while later, the departing Night Watcher returned to the reception hall, accompanied by a bewildered Xiang Chuan.
"Big Brother, what's so urgent that you called for me? I'm busy as hell refining pills!"
Xiang Chuan had barely entered the reception hall, his steps not yet halted, when he loudly complained to Yang Haoran.
"Heh heh, this whole pile of things is all yours."
Yang Haoran said with a faint smile, gesturing towards the multitude of boxes in the very center of the reception hall. Xiang Chuan followed Yang Haoran's gaze, and the confusion on his face not only didn't lessen but deepened further.
Along with confusion, there was also intense curiosity.
"Heh heh, Big Brother, what are all these? Such a huge pile!"
"Heh heh, just open any box and you'll see."
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