Asking for a Hand

It has already been four days since Ye Mo arrived at the Tiandu City. Ye Mo could no longer stay put as he walked along the corridor towards the living room, wanting to get out for some fresh air.

"Lady, why were you so rash, spending 4500 Mixed Energy Pills on that century-old Pearl Pill for that Ye Xiao? Master will be fuming when he returns. If not for the Second Lady informing me, I would still have been kept in the dark." Elder Tong Shan sat in the living room, his face filled with anger and anxiety. 

4500 Mixed Energy Pills was not a small sum for the Tong Family. 

"This man is already a Level Two Seal Artist at such a tender age. His potential is limitless and worthy of our investment," Tong Lan said calmly, her expression unchanged.