Yang Fei only gave a mysterious smile.
"That's a secret. You'll naturally find out when the time comes."
Mad Blade looked at this elixir, Spiritual Energy overflowing, and knew it was definitely no ordinary thing.
He accepted the Jade Box, gazing at Yang Fei with gratitude.
Before Mad Blade could speak, Yang Fei directly pushed him out.
"You brat, hurry up and get a haircut, shave that beard, and tidy yourself up properly."
"This time, you'd better make a good showing in the Four Spirits Clan, don't you dare embarrass our Yinxue Tower."
Mad Blade's spirits lifted at those words. He cupped his hands to Yang Fei in salute, then walked out.
Yang Fei watched Mad Blade's back, the corners of his mouth filled with a cold, sharp smile.
"We Cultivators of Yinxue Tower, if we stay silent, fine—but once we make a move, we'll shake the world."
Yang Fei glanced at his watch. There were still four Hours before the noon gathering; it was still early.
