I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Eastern Star Pivot.

The latest political and business conference in the new district has come to a successful conclusion. As the owner, Lan Peizhi naturally had to step forward to thank the district government for its recognition and support of the hotel. Suddenly, he received a phone call.

"Okay, don't move, I'll be right down."

As she put down her phone, she also put down her wine glass. "District Chief Sun, I have something to attend to, please excuse me."

The rank of the district head of Donghai is self-evident, but she didn't give a detailed explanation. She simply said, "I have something to do," which was not even an apology but a notification.

"It's alright, Miss Lan, please go ahead."

District Chief Sun said repeatedly, without any hint of resentment. He didn't seem like a high-ranking leader at all; even the city management officers patrolling the roadside probably had more airs than him.

Lan Peizhi left the dazzling banquet hall, went down to the first floor, and entered the lobby.

The Taoist nun was very obedient.

When told not to move, she indeed did not move.

The crowd automatically parted around her, and everyone who passed by couldn't help but glance at her.

Knowing it was of great significance, the simple and exquisite wooden box was tucked between his arms.

"When did you get back?"

With Lan Peizhi's appearance, the flow of people branched out even further.

Oriental Star Hub is a super-luxury hotel that surpasses many of Shanghai's top international brands in terms of opulence. Guests who can stay here are either extremely wealthy or influential, and they all have a certain level of discernment.

"today."

The two sisters, one master and one disciple, are in the same frame, complementing each other and elevating the visual impact to another level, making them the most dazzling decoration in the lobby.

Lan Peizhi was tolerant of Duanmu Liuli; one could even say that the "sisterly love" that the Martial Saint never enjoyed was poured onto Duanmu Liuli.

Ok.

Energy does not disappear.

It will only transfer.

However, the Martial Saint certainly wouldn't be jealous of his sister Liuli.

"Come on, have a seat."

Without any reproach, Lan Peizhi led her junior sister to sit down in the tea bar, where the privacy was much greater, comparable to an airport VIP lounge.

Two glasses of plain water.

As soon as Lan Pei finished speaking, all that was heard was, "I want a Coke."

"..."

She paused, looking away silently.

The waitresses were the same, but working in such a place, they had extremely high professional ethics and showed no sign of anything amiss on their faces.

Duanmu Liuli, who wanted to drink cola, acted more naturally and casually placed the wooden box on the small round table between the two of them.

Also.

Is it too much to ask for a Coke?

"A glass of cola and a glass of plain water."

Look.

That's what you call favoritism.

Try making the same request if it were made by a martial saint, and see if he gets a big slap in the face.

"Yes."

The waitress, whose appearance and demeanor rivaled those of a model, left.

"Drinking too many carbonated drinks is bad for your health."

Only after everyone else had left did Lan Peizhi offer his reminder.

"Yes, I always drink sugar-free."

"..."

Lan Peizhi's expression froze for a moment, probably because his anger towards someone had intensified.

What kind of life did his junior sister lead with him?

Are you indulging in unhealthy eating habits?
"What's this."

Regardless of her inner thoughts, Lan Peizhi did not reveal them to Duanmu Liuli. Her gaze fell on the box on the table, and with her keen eyesight, she could naturally tell that it was no ordinary item.

"Imperial Seal".

"what?"

I don't know if I didn't hear clearly, or if Duanmu Liuli's tone was too calm, without any fluctuation.

"The Imperial Seal of the State".

It was still completely flat, but this time Lan Peizhi heard it clearly.

She lost her expression and stared intently at the high-quality wooden box.

What's going on...?

Boss Jiang is cunning, or rather, he's shrewd.

It was undoubtedly a wise move for him to appoint the Taoist nun as the postman; if it were him, he would have broken even the most uneven fingers.

Lan Peizhi was a great collector; any one of the rare treasures in her private museum would be astonishing. But at this moment, she stared at the five- or six-inch square box in front of her and fell into a long silence.

Junior sister, I don't joke around, even though I've recently developed a liking for drinking cola.

But the Imperial Seal of the State came into existence?

Because she was a great collector, she was even more aware of the value of the Imperial Seal of the State. If the contents of the box were genuine, then all her treasures combined would not amount to even a fraction of its value.

What are considered the most precious treasures in the world?
The Mona Lisa, which hangs in the Louvre for people to worship.
You can easily crush those eight bird-and-insect seal characters by simply covering them with a piece of toilet paper.

—By the mandate of Heaven, may your life be long and prosperous.

It's no exaggeration to say that if someone actually obtained the Imperial Seal of the State, they could immediately declare themselves emperor on the spot—yes, anyone.

Even if you are arrested by the police the next second and written into history, you will still be given the title of emperor.

and so.

Now you understand its value, right?

Why does no one dare to forge documents?

This thing has a very profound meaning for the Chinese nation.

Yet this priceless treasure, lost for a thousand years and capable of causing a nationwide uproar, was now simply placed before him.

"...Where did it come from?"

Blood Guanyin is indeed a knowledgeable and experienced person, with a very deep composure.

"Brought back from Japan."

Duanmu Liuli explained, "It's the reward for the martial arts competition."

Lan Peizhi's gaze shifted upwards, "A martial arts contest?"

"The World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament".

Duanmu Liuli said honestly and earnestly, "I got first place."

The atmosphere quieted down again.

Please enjoy your meal.

A slender and beautiful waitress carried a tray, placing a glass of cola and a glass of cold water in front of Duanmu Liuli and Lan Peizhi, which subtly eased the tense atmosphere.

He really is a chosen one.

He actually found something that had been lost for a thousand years when he took action.

Lan Peizhi picked up her water glass, took a sip, and left a scarlet lip print on the clear rim of the glass, alluring yet dangerous.

It seems that the first man she admires has emerged.

Are you willing to risk your life for lust?

"Jiang Chen asked you to bring this."

Her memory isn't that bad; of course she still remembers that agreement.

Duanmu Liuli remained noncommittal and didn't rush to touch the cup of Fatty's Happy Water. "Senior sister, please verify its authenticity."

"..."

It is still needed.

Should it be authenticated?
It could only be Duanmu Liuli. Lan Peizhi couldn't resist her clear gaze. She put down her water glass, picked up the rather heavy wooden box, and merely examined it.

"What did he do in Japan?"

"Participate in the martial arts conference."

I'm talking about him.

"Take me to the martial arts tournament."

Mr. Jiang can rest assured; he made a perfect profit by spending fifteen ingots of gold.

"Do you know the saying, 'You get sold out and still help count the money'?"

If Boss Jiang were here, he would definitely stand up for him.

How can you, as the senior sister, talk about your junior sister like that?

Duanmu Liuli picked up the cola, bit the straw, and didn't respond. It was unclear whether she couldn't understand.

"If you are unwilling to tell me, I have no way to help you with the identification."

Oh my god.

Holding the Imperial Seal of the State in his hand, he was able to resist opening it and taking a peek, and even put it back on the table. What kind of willpower does that take?
Duanmu Liuli frowned slightly, seemingly surprised that her senior sister would refuse her.

But why couldn't my senior sister refuse me?
There is nothing in this world that is taken for granted or is simply a matter of course.

"Can I pay for my senior sister to authenticate it?"

Go back to your master.

That's really too much trouble.

Duanmu Liuli held the cola, her eyes filled with sincerity and the respect that was due.

"Oh."

Unable to resist, Lan Peizhi gazed at her serious-looking junior sister, a slight smile playing on her lips.
Do you have money?

Duanmu Liuli nodded, "Yes."

"My service fees are very high."

Lan Peizhi had just kindly reminded him, but before he could finish speaking, he heard someone say crisply, "One ingot."

Lan Pei's pupils narrowed slightly, somewhat confused by the unit of measurement. "What's a 'one ingot'?"

"One ingot of gold."

"..."

Lan Peizhi fell silent, quietly watching her seemingly nonchalant junior sister, and remained silent for a long time.

She knew perfectly well how dire the financial situation of that Taoist temple was; they had to buy wine on credit. She also remembered that when her junior sister went down the mountain, she was penniless and had nothing at all.

"...Where did you get the gold?"

"Earned money."

Lan Peizhi's smile froze, a look of wanting to laugh but unable to. "You must have a hard time making money, offering me a gold ingot for appraisal, so generous?"

Making money isn't easy?
No.

It's so easy.

A gold ingot, well, that's quite a lot. After all, in ancient times, gold was a luxury item, and only high-ranking officials and nobles had the opportunity to see it. Ordinary people, even wealthy local families, might never know what gold actually looked like in their entire lives. Having a vast fortune is a way to describe a rich person, but that's still described using copper coins.

However...

One ingot of gold is a lot, but if Lan Peizhi knew that her junior sister had fifteen ingots of gold but was only willing to take out one, I wonder what her mood would be.

"You are my senior sister."

Let alone Lan Peizhi who was unaware of the situation, if Boss Jiang were here, he would definitely be shocked.

This isn't just naive; she's a cunning and shrewd girl who's won both the social and material battles!
People work hard to earn money, and then they turn around and give it to you as a gift without feeling a shred of regret. If you were in their shoes, wouldn't your conscience hurt? Would you be able to refuse?
In any case, the answer to Lan Peizhi is no.

The Imperial Seal of the State was brought up once again. This time, Lan Peizhi opened the box and lifted the yellow cloth. Even though she was mentally prepared, she still couldn't help but squint her eyes slightly when she saw the real thing.

That's really... bold.

"Did the organizers give this to you?"

By the mandate of Heaven, may your life be long and prosperous.

There is no problem with the process.

It wasn't a perfunctory job; it was done with absolute care.

"Yes. The Fujiwara family."

This wasn't the Taoist nun deliberately leaking the secret; she had already done more than enough.

Did they say when or how they obtained it?

Duanmu Liuli shook her head.

"Did you know beforehand that the prize was the Imperial Seal of the State?"

Lan Peizhi continued to ask.

Children, you've grown up and have your own thoughts, so when you ask questions, you can't be so direct anymore; you have to change your approach.

"I don't know. They're talking about ninjutsu techniques."

"Were your opponents strong?"

Lan Peizhi gently stroked the jade seal, feeling the material and the patterns of the engraved characters.

"Not very strong."

The Taoist nun was still being modest.

"You came back right after the competition?"

"Slurp—"

Duanmu Liuli sipped her cola. "Is it true?"

"I cannot tell with the naked eye."

Lan Peizhi clutched the Imperial Seal of the State, saying, "Leave it with me for now. You can come and get it when we have the results."

Duanmu Liuli suddenly fell silent, stopped drinking her cola, and stared at her in silence, making Lan Peizhi feel a little uneasy.

"what happened?"

Lan Peizhi said softly, "Are you worried that I'll embezzle it?"

"Then let my senior sister keep it safe."

"..."

Should I entrust it to her for safekeeping?
Duanmu Liuli's sudden words caught Lan Peizhi off guard. Entrusting it to her for safekeeping was tantamount to giving it to her.

Although she enjoys collecting, a gentleman does not take what others cherish.

"This is the prize you won after working so hard to compete abroad. You should keep it for yourself."

Although her junior sister had her own ideas and was no longer someone she could confide in, which made Lan Peizhi feel a little uneasy, at this moment, seeing that her junior sister was going to give her the Imperial Seal of the State, Lan Peizhi couldn't help but feel a warm current flowing through her heart.

Although the junior sister has grown up, she still cares about her senior sister in her heart.

"This prize was originally meant for you."

"For me?"

Lan Peizhi was puzzled.

“I heard you making the call.”

Duanmu Liuli said softly, "He said he wants to bring the Imperial Seal of the State back for you."

"..."

Lanpei's silence.

This wasn't eavesdropping. That night, when they were on the phone, the person was using Duanmu Liuli's phone and wasn't trying to hide it from anyone.

"The prize was originally just a ninjutsu manual, but it was suddenly changed to the Imperial Seal of the State. It must have been prepared for Senior Sister."

Duanmu Liuli continued, her tone calm and even, but to Lan Peizhi, it sounded like a heavy drumbeat.

"What did you say."

For no apparent reason, even though the person was simply expressing their thoughts and not saying anything bad, Lan Peizhi's attitude changed drastically. Her face turned cold, and her eyes sharpened, sending chills down one's spine.

Anyone else would probably be sweating bullets right now, even Boss Jiang would be sitting on pins and needles, but the Taoist nun was truly one in a million, completely unfazed by the Blood Guanyin's aura.

He likes you.

After saying that, she calmly bit the straw and took a sip of cola.

Why don't you say "Love" now?
Oh.

Correct.

I've returned to China now.

There's no need to speak a foreign language.

In this context, "like" and "love" are highly consistent and will not cause ambiguity, so there is no need for special statement.

The atmosphere was so heavy it was almost frozen.

The air seemed to be frosting over.

If the Martial Saint were here, he would probably be trembling with fear and wouldn't dare to even breathe.

"Nonsense!"

Lan Pei's angry rebuke was probably the first time she had spoken to her junior sister in such a stern tone.
"Duanmu Liuli, you can eat whatever you want, drink whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want..."

"I'm not making this up."

Duanmu Liuli retorted, neither dodging nor avoiding, her holy face meeting Xue Guanyin's dangerous eyes directly, "Why did you lie to me, Senior Sister?"

"What would I lie to you about?!"

"Senior Sister, your love star is shining brightly; the first thirty years will be unlucky, the next thirty years will be lucky..."

Wait a moment.

what happened?

Are you trying to discriminate?
Why don't you charge her for fortune telling?
"Shut up!"

Lan Peizhi's breathing was shallow, and her cheeks were frighteningly pale, so much so that she could conceal the faint blush that was quietly forming behind her ears.

"Don't think you're so great just because you've learned some fancy tricks! What do you know? You know nothing!"

He's rambling incoherently.

He became enraged.

Seemingly realizing that she had really upset her senior sister, Duanmu Liuli stopped talking and pinched the straw.

"I bought it, you're not allowed to drink it!"

Lan Peizhi spoke sternly and harshly.

Duanmu Liuli subtly pursed her lips.
"Hmph—" (End of Chapter)