I was banned by the Revitalization event.

Traitor.

After all this time, they still haven't given up on their master's body!

“I watched Qiao Miao grow up. In my eyes, she is no different from my daughter. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that we are mother and daughter.” Su Yanrou was too shy to point out Qin Luo’s thoughts, so she just spoke softly.

Qin Luo thought to herself, "Wouldn't that be even more exciting?"

At this time.

Jiang Qiaomiao's tea was ready, and the young girl carried the tea tray, pouring a cup for both her master and Qin Luo.

"What were you talking about just now? I heard my name mentioned." The girl sat down next to Qin Luo, holding a glass of wine herself, but she no longer acted affectionately towards Qin Luo.

My mother is here.

I'm a little shy.

However, the girl was still happy and moved a little closer to Qin Luo.

"Your master said she's hit a bottleneck in her cultivation, so I was planning to sponsor her with some refined ore. She felt embarrassed to accept it because I'm a junior," Qin Luo said casually as he sipped his tea.

Concentrate.

That's truly high-purity spiritual energy—

The liquid kind.

"Master, please accept it. There are so many Qinluo crystal mines." Jiang Qiaomiao immediately understood and hurriedly persuaded her master.

Su Yanrou is her mother, and after she gets married, she will also be Qin Luo's mother.

All are family.

It's normal for a son to help his mother, right?

The girl looked completely bewildered as she tried to play matchmaker, while Qin Luo focused on drinking his tea, suppressing a laugh.

Su Yanrou finally couldn't maintain her composure any longer, her neck turning a light pink. She glared at Qin Luo and put down her teacup in an annoyed manner.

Bad stuff.

"Speaking of crystal mines, it's been so long, what are your plans?"

"I don't have any plans. I'm at a level where I don't need that thing anymore. I made a deal a few days ago, selling half to the Hehuan Sect in exchange for some help. I should be able to get Xianning in the next couple of days... By the way, don't tell anyone."

Qin Luo said casually.

Crystal ore was indeed of little use to him; the spiritual energy it contained wasn't even enough to fill a gap between his teeth.

Benefits are meant to be exchanged; if something has value, it's not a loss.

"The Joyous Union Sect... There are rumors that you're getting close to them, and I didn't believe it at first. What conditions did Ning Yanmei agree to? That woman is treacherous and vicious; don't believe any of her promises, or she'll take advantage of you sooner or later." Su Yanrou frowned slightly, holding her teacup, clearly recalling some unpleasant events.

Qin Luo was a little surprised.

He had long suspected that Su Yanrou and Ning Yanmei had a past...

So it seems to be true.

"Ultimately, it's an exchange of interests. In the cultivation world, strength speaks for itself. Anyway, she can't beat me. If she lies to me, I can just turn against her later. If it really comes to that, I'll stand by my master's side." Qin Luo smiled.

See people talking, see ghosts talking.

When he runs into Ning Yanmei, that's a different story; he'll be playing both sides.

"Grumpy."

Su Yanrou shook her head, finished her tea, and went back to her room with her suitcase.

Qin Luo waved goodbye to his beautiful master:

"Master, do you still want more concentrate?"

"When the Hehuan Sect's goods arrive in Xianning, I'll bring you a few bottles. And please don't tell anyone."

bottle……

Su Yanrou blushed slightly and closed the door.

Qin Luo clicked his tongue, put his arm around Jiang Qiaomiao's shoulder, and looked back at the voluptuous girl.

"Don't tell anyone that the crystal ore is going to be transported to Xianning."

"I won't tell."

The girl clenched her small pink fist and nodded gently.

……

In order to prepare for the arrival of the powerful beings facing the Heavenly Tribulation, improving one's strength is of paramount importance.

Having decided to cultivate his Dao Heart, Qin Luo naturally spent the remaining two days preparing for the banquet at the Tong family on Tuesday.

It's said to be preparation.

There isn't actually that much to do.

Based on Qin Luo's tens of millions of words of urban soldier king readership, you can basically run into arrogant security guards and troublesome rich kids by not wearing formal attire, bringing invitations, preparing gifts, or driving a nice car.

Isn't this just experience flowing like water?

Qin Luo was very confident, feeling as if he could break through to the Void Realm tomorrow.

Tuesday.

Qin Luo, dressed casually, rode his bicycle to the upscale apartment to find Jiang Qiaomiao. The girl had already changed into a black evening dress and was waiting cutely downstairs.

Her Beetle had already stopped beside her.

The girl pushed open the door.

He happily patted the seat next to him, inviting Qin Luo to sit down.

"Stand next to me!"

However, Qin Luo waved his hand and casually hopped into the car: "You go to the venue first, I'll be there shortly."

“The hotel is far away…” Jiang Qiaomiao hesitated as she looked at the bicycle.

"It's nothing, just exercising."

Qin Luo grinned, said nothing more, and rode off on his footstool.

This is where he went to level up his character.

There's no need to drag Jiang Qiaomiao down with him and make her lose face too.

The Tong family patriarch's birthday celebration was held at the Brilliant Hotel. It was about ten miles away, but Qin Luo wasn't in a hurry. He leisurely rode for more than half an hour before arriving at his destination.

Night falls.

The luxury hotel was brightly lit and its entrance was already filled with all kinds of luxury cars.

Qin Luo leisurely rode his bicycle, weaving through the crowd, watching the elegantly dressed people coming and going at the hotel entrance.

It's actually not bad.

He looked at the magnificent, glittering restaurant.

The waiter also saw him.

A young man dressed as a waiter immediately ran over and spoke politely.

"May I ask who you are...?"

"I was invited to attend Grandpa Tong's birthday banquet."

Qin Luo said calmly.

A shirt that cost fifty yuan, ordinary blue jeans, white sneakers, and his hair wasn't styled in any particular way.

For the sake of the Dao.

He tried very hard to present himself as an ordinary person.

"Oh, esteemed guest, this way please." The waiter suddenly realized and, without saying a word, gestured for him to proceed, pointing him in the right direction. Then the young man took the bicycle keys from his hand, climbed onto the bicycle, and helped him park it in the underground parking lot.

Qin Luo: "..."

Your service seems a little too thorough.

The way this young man rides his bicycle looks like he's received professional training.

Heading towards the hotel's main entrance.

Before Qin Luo could even mention the invitation, the bodyguard at the door took out a list, glanced at it, and immediately changed his expression. He then politely said, "Mr. Qin, please come in. Miss Jiang, thank you for waiting," and ushered him inside, escorting him all the way.

By the time Qin Luo reacted...

He has been taken to the lobby.

Jiang Qiaomiao was standing to the side talking to two other girls when she saw him. Her eyes lit up and she ran over to him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. If you're any later, the banquet will have already started."

Qin Luo remained silent for a moment.

I grabbed a glass of orange juice from the side and took a small sip.

"Are waiters all this polite now?"

“Of course, this hotel is a Jiang family business, and my father has always managed it. He is very strict in selecting staff, and the waiters' salaries are several times higher than those outside,” Jiang Qiaomiao said earnestly.

Qin Luo: "..."

Fine.

If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have come to the party; I would have gone to the bus to catch a thief instead.

But the girl had a smile on her lips and her eyes were sparkling and captivating; she was clearly happy to be out having fun with him.

Qin Luo smiled as well.

He gently patted the girl's head and waited with her for the banquet to begin.

Forget it...

Being too pragmatic is not good either.