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"Grandpa, you... what are you doing..."

The astonished Bai Xuelin hurried forward, his curious gaze sweeping over Bai Chengren, his eyes full of disbelief.

Bai Chengren merely smiled and said nothing. Instead, he walked up to Qin Ning and knelt on the ground in front of everyone. "Thank you, Young Master Qin, for saving my life!"

"Old man, there's no need to be so polite. It was just a small effort," Qin Ning said, waving his hand. An invisible force directly lifted the other party from the ground.

This instantly caused Bai Chengren's heart to surge with surprise once again.

He knew that for Qin Ning to produce such tea leaves and medicinal pills, he must have an unimaginable background and identity. But looking at it now, it wasn't just about the pills; the young man's existence had already surpassed common sense.

"Young Master Qin, this might truly be just a small effort for you, but to us, it is a monumental favor. Our Bai family has no way to fully repay you. If you ever need us in the future, just say the word. Whether it's climbing a mountain of swords or plunging into a sea of fire, we will not hesitate!"

Bai Yongjian took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart.

By now, he finally understood why someone with Zhou De's status would be so respectful and submissive to Qin Ning.

It was far more than just saving his son's life.

Qin Ning's terrifying power had already exceeded worldly comprehension.

No wonder even a top international billionaire like Richard was willing to serve as a servant by his side.

Others probably wouldn't even qualify to pour tea and fetch water for Qin Ning!

"You flatter me. However, there is actually one thing I'd like to discuss with you," Qin Ning said with a smile.

Hearing this, Bai Chengren and his son exchanged a glance, then said earnestly, "Please just say the word, Qin Ning."

Qin Ning didn't speak. His gaze shifted toward a certain direction not far away in the living room.

There stood a row of wooden shelves displaying various precious trinkets and jade artifacts.

He gently raised his hand, and a fist-sized oval stone floated up from the wooden shelf, flying straight into Qin Ning's hand.

This scene left Bai Xuelin, who was standing to the side, completely dumbfounded.

Was he hallucinating?

What kind of technique was this?

Fetching objects through the air!

My God!

Is he even human?

By now, he finally realized that Qin Ning was far more extraordinary than he had ever imagined!

"This stone is very special. Sitting here, it's just an ordinary trinket to you, but it is of great use to me. I'll be taking it," Qin Ning said.

This was a rare material. Unlike ordinary raw stones, this item was exactly one of the materials he needed to open up a cultivation treasure land.

Unfortunately, this stone was too small, not enough to fully establish the treasure land. To truly reach the level of a treasure land, he would need at least dozens of stones of the same size.

"Young Master Qin, I bought this stone from a friend. He has a lot more over there, a whole massive chunk of it. The piece in your hand was cut from it and then polished into its current shape." Bai Xuelin's eyes lit up.

He had just been worrying that the Bai family had no way to repay Qin Ning. Now, seeing that Qin Ning was actually interested in this kind of stone, wasn't this the perfect opportunity?

"Oh?"

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Qin Ning looked at him curiously. "How big is that stone your friend has?"

"I'm not exactly sure of the details. I just heard him mention it in passing before. How about I call him over so you can ask him?"

"Alright, you arrange it. It's about that time anyway; let's find a place to eat first. Call your friend over to join us for a meal, and we can chat while we eat," Qin Ning said.

"Understood, Young Master Qin. I'll call him right now. He happens to own a manor under his name, so let's go eat there." Bai Xuelin didn't dare to delay and hurriedly took out his phone.

Soon, Qin Ning and his group walked out of the villa and drove to the manor of Bai Xuelin's friend.

Old Master Bai and Bai Yongjian didn't follow them. For one, Old Master Bai had just taken his medicine, and Qin Ning had advised him to move around less. Secondly, Bai Yongjian had been in Liu City for quite a few days, and a lot of business affairs in Shu Province had piled up in his office, requiring him to rush back and handle them.

About thirty minutes later, Qin Ning and his group arrived outside a manor in the suburbs of Tianfu City.

This was Tianfu's most famous manor, Splendid Manor. Those who usually came here to dine were all upper-class tycoons and dignitaries.

"Young Master Bai."

Just as they got out of the car, a young man came to greet them.

Fan Sicheng.

The young master of the Fan family in Tianfu City. The Fan family was a famous large family in Shu Province, with industries spread all over the country and assets reaching the hundreds of billions.

He and Bai Xuelin had been classmates since childhood and had a very good relationship.

"Young Master Fan, is the private room arranged?" Bai Xuelin asked.

"It's been arranged for a while. Follow me."

Fan Sicheng said with a chuckle, then led the way.

The group walked all the way into the manor.

The so-called private rooms were actually independent small courtyards, each with a built-in room, full of antique flavor.

Fan Sicheng had arranged the best private room here. He had learned over the phone that Bai Xuelin was bringing quite a few people this time, so he specifically arranged for five servers to come in.

"Have these servers leave. We can handle it ourselves," Wang Er said.

"Uh... oh, okay."

Fan Sicheng was slightly stunned but didn't ask much. He waved his hand, dismissing the servers from the room.

"This is Young Master Qin, my guest for today. This is his younger sister, Qin Fei. You also know Zhou Ping'an. As for the others..."

Bai Xuelin wanted to introduce them, but quickly realized that the people he knew were very limited. Apart from Qin Ning, his sister, and Zhou Ping'an, he couldn't name the others.

"This is Xia Fei, the young master of the wealthiest family in our Liu City. This is Wang Er, the one from the Magic City, and Cai Cheng. You should all know them..."

Zhou Ping'an took the initiative to step forward and make the introductions.

After hearing this, not only Fan Sicheng, but Bai Xuelin, who had come along, was equally surprised.

He hadn't expected that these young men following Qin Ning were all top-tier domestic wealthy heirs.

Especially Wang Er and Cai Cheng, who were resounding young masters in the Magic City.

"And this one here is Richard from the York family in Country Y. That's right, the very Richard you all know." Zhou Ping'an pointed to Richard on the side, dropping another bombshell.

"The one on the international rich list?" Fan Sicheng was dumbfounded.

Bai Xuelin wasn't too surprised. He suddenly thought of the methods Qin Ning had just displayed, and suddenly felt that all of this made perfect sense.

Soon, under Fan Sicheng's dumbfounded expression, Wang Er, Xia Fei, Richard, and the others switched into server mode, busying themselves with pouring tea and clearing the table.

"Young Master Fan, where is the kitchen? Hurry and take us there. There are a few dishes that Xiao Fei and Young Master Qin love to eat, and we have to cook them personally," Cai Cheng and Zhou Ping'an stood up and asked.

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