"Of course not, it's the two people you asked me to see... they want us to release Concubine Xian." The law enforcement elder said in a low voice.
Hearing this, the movement of Ying Qian's hand suddenly shook. It was as if he heard something earth-shattering, and the look on his face was extremely strange. After a long while, he raised his head and looked at Murong Feixue in the distance. She was still looking at the river. . He had never heard the conversation here. Seeing this, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Turning around, Ying Qian asked the law enforcement elder calmly: "What's the benefit?"
The law enforcement elder immediately became excited: "A gift of one thousand golden elixirs, ten thousand spiritual beasts above level seven, thirty thousand weapons, and land within ten miles of Luoxia Peak, plus one hundred thousand gold and one hundred thousand silver!"
Ying Qian did not expect that the other party would be so generous, and his heart trembled. His hands clenched into fists. These supplies were exactly what the Cat Clan needed now. If he could get them, he would be able to lead the Cat Clan's children to create a new glory. Don't live in this small place and be complacent.
Originally, Ying Qian should have agreed without hesitation to the conditions that even the law enforcement elders were tempted by.
But after he thought deeply for a long time, he actually shook his head, staring at the woman sitting quietly in front of him, and said quietly: "If you can get her, all the things you just mentioned will be within your reach."
The law enforcement elder was so horrified that his eyes were as wide as walnuts. He looked at Ying Qian and then at Murong Feixue in the distance. The tangled expression on his face became more and more solemn. In the end, he couldn't help but speak seriously, using only Ying Qian. An audible voice spoke in a low voice.
"Clan leader! It's not like you don't know... Concubine Xian was framed by your grandfather and has been imprisoned till now!"
"If you really let Concubine Xian go, Murong Feixue will soon know the truth. Therefore, you can't keep her by your side at all. Keeping her will only cause endless troubles!"
"But if you replace those things, as long as you get it, you can have whatever you want, right?"
The third elder persuaded him again and again, but no one knew that the clan leader was actually his nephew. As an uncle, he would not let his nephew act out of anger and ruin a good future.
Ying Qian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his eyes fixed on Murong Feixue were a little deep and hot. However, after thinking about it for a long time, he still sighed deeply and raised his hand to hand Murong Feixue's scroll to the law enforcement elder. .
"Take it and record it in the history of the family tree. In addition, ask the person to fulfill the promise first, and then we will hand over the person." Ying Qian ordered without a trace of emotion.
The third elder seemed very happy, nodded repeatedly, and hurriedly took the scroll away. It seemed as if he was deeply afraid that Ying Qian would regret it.
After the third elder left, Ying Qian said loudly to Murong Feixue: "I have finished your painting. You can go see your husband now."
Murong Feixue stood up after hearing the words, and when she stared at Ying Qian, her dark and deep eyes were as dark as the soft night.
For a moment, Ying Qian even thought that Murong Feixue had just heard his conversation with the third elder.
But how could she hear such a small voice?
Ying Qian remained calm. She warned herself that what he just said was something that God knows and you know and I know. Murong Feixue had no chance of hearing it.
Murong Feixue just glanced at Ying Qian with a sneer and left without doing anything to him for the time being.
