After he finished speaking, Xie Ningyuan suddenly turned his head to Lu Sangjiu and casually handed her the mask.
"It's useless to me now... It's yours."
Lu Sangjiu was stunned by his sheer extravagance. This was a top-grade magic treasure—and a masterpiece among them at that!
'Xie Ningyuan is just giving it to me, just like that?'
She held the mask, looking utterly bewildered. After a moment's hesitation, she whispered, "Are... are you dividing up your inheritance?"
Xie Ningyuan was speechless.
'How can she still be in the mood to joke at a time like this? She really has some nerve!'
He ignored Lu Sangjiu, his gaze sweeping over the crowd as he said coolly, "As long as I'm here today, no one will lay a finger on her."
To be honest, this overwhelming, domineering aura truly intimidated many of the people present.
More importantly, they realized they couldn't perceive Xie Ningyuan's cultivation level. That meant... his cultivation was higher than all of theirs!
