In the brocade box in the center in front of Tang Wenlin, a slender golden needle was quietly lying. There was a spell that was invisible to the naked eye on the head of the golden needle, but it shone with dazzling light under the faint moonlight.

"Are Brother Yan satisfied with this gift?" Tang Wenlin said with a smile.

Yan Ning's eyes were scorching and he said excitedly: "This is my Wumen's golden needle. Could it be that all of them are in the hands of your Tangmen?"

Tang Wenlin did not nod, but pushed the brocade box in his hand forward and pushed it in front of Yan Ning: "This is just a gift of meeting, and the remaining golden needles are still at my Tang Sect headquarters."

Yan Ning took out a golden needle from the brocade box and pierced the fingertips. The blood seemed to be absorbed by the golden needle. It disappeared in the blink of an eye, but Yan Ning snapped his fingers, and the golden needle in his hand suddenly rose into the air.

"Wonderful!" Tang Wenlin clapped his hands, "We Tang Sect have cast various weapons for generations, but most of them are exquisite and subtle machinery. I'm afraid we will never be able to touch the manufacturing method of Wumen golden needles in our lifetime."

Yan Ning's eyes followed the golden needle tightly. Soon, the golden needle flew into Yan Ning's purple palace and disappeared.

Yan Ning then said, "Brother Tang, I won't say much nonsense. Do you know how important Wumen Jin is to me? The remaining golden needles are in your Tangmen. No matter how expensive it is, you can open a price and I will buy it immediately."

"Brother Yan, what you said is a shame." Tang Wenlin shook his head and said, "The Wumen Golden Needle is originally from your Wumen, so how can I buy it from our Tangmen? What's more, my Tangmen family has a great business, and it's not that bad for Brother Yan's money."

Miao Dabao interrupted inappropriately, "Then you gave the golden needle to Yan Ning just now. You gave it to the owner of the goods. It's not called giving it to the owner, but it's called returning it."

"Dabao, don't talk too much!" Zhuang Xiaoya hurriedly covered Miao Dabao's mouth.

She knew very well the importance of Wumenjin targeting Yan Ning. At such a critical moment, if Tang Wenlin was unhappy and unwilling to return the golden needle, it would be troublesome.

Yan Ning said lightly: "Haha, what are Brother Tang's plans?"

"Let's do this, Wumen Golden Needle has been kept in our Tang Sect for many years. It is natural for the original owner to return the goods to the original owner, but we still have to pay a little more carelessly for the storage fee. How much is it worth? I want to tell you when Brother Yan comes to my Tang Sect after the Luotian Grand Ceremony."

Tang Wenlin smiled very properly. It was a smile that was tempered on the face of a businessman. He could not tell any other emotions. Yan Ning looked at his eyes and agreed after a while: "After the Luotian Grand Ceremony is over, I will visit the Tang Sect immediately."

"Haha, then I'll be waiting for Brother Tang and Dabao's arrival in the Tang Sect!"

Tang Wenlin stood up, clasped his fists at Yan Ning, and then did not stop for a long time. He turned around and said goodbye and left the yard.

After Tang Wenlin left, Mo Yuchen frowned slightly and said, "I don't know why, but I really can't like this Tang Wenlin."

Tang Zixuan smiled and said, "That's it, that's it. Junior sister, your vision is so high. It's not something that Tang Wenlin, who is full of the smell of copper, can catch his eye!"

"I didn't say that kind of like!" Mo Yuchen gave Tang Zixuan a blank look and said, "At least I can't be friends with him."

"Just Zixuan said, the smell of copper on his body is too strong, and I don't like him either." Zhang Quan took a sip of tea and said slowly.

Yan Ning, as the person involved, said nothing. He gently pinched his thumb and index finger, as if he was pinching a golden needle. No one knew what he was thinking.

...

It was late at night, and the yard of Yan Ning and his men finally calmed down. The representatives of the forces who had visited Yan Ning had already returned, but the gifts they sent were still piled up at the door.

Wang Tianci and Miao Dabao have rested. Yan Ning has been lying on the bed for an hour, but he still can't close his eyes.

After turning over annoyedly, Yan Ning finally woke up the sleeping Zhuang Xiaoya. Zhuang Xiaoya rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at Yan Ning in confusion: "Why are you not sleeping yet?"

"Annoyed." Yan Ning replied without any concealment.

Zhuang Xiaoya moaned slightly, then she recovered from a little sober, and asked, "I'm upset about Wumen Jinting?"

"Maybe, I am less and less willing to have any interaction with Tang Wenlin now. This person has a strong desire to control himself." Yan Ning sighed slightly. He had said a long time ago that he did not want to be someone else's pawn, but after Tang Wenlin appeared, he seemed to have been following the path that Tang Wenlin deliberately arranged for him.

Now that he noticed this, he had to keep going because of the golden needle.

"I don't like him either. Zhang Quan and the others also said tonight that the copper coins on him are too scented, as if everything can be solved by transactions," Zhuang Xiaoya buried her head in Yan Ning's arms. "I don't even want to see his face. I always feel that he is wearing a transparent mask, and even the smile is so fake."

"I will definitely get the golden needle," Yan Ning whispered, "If Tang Wenlin dares to use me, I will get it in my own way."

"I listen to you. At worst, I can send the brothers of the Axe Tiger Gang out and smash their Tang Sect. Let's see if they dare to use you!" Zhuang Xiaoya showed her little tiger teeth and said domineeringly.

Yan Ning couldn't help laughing, touched Zhuang Xiaoya's hair and said, "It shouldn't be that much."

"I suddenly missed my brother and sister-in-law a little," Zhuang Xiaoya suddenly said, "How long has it been, and there is no news about them."

Before Yan Ning and others went to Yunnan to find ancient books of Tiandao Yitang, Yihu and He Xi went to Yunnan to find the ancient books of Tiandao Yitang, and at the same time investigated Zhuang Xiaoya's life experience, but Zhuang Xiaoya didn't know what they were doing, so she still thought they were traveling.

Yan Ning comforted her for a few words, and Zhuang Xiaoya felt a little better. Not long after, she closed her eyes again and fell asleep.

Yan Ning held Zhuang Xiaoya in his arms, felt her low breathing, and couldn't help but smile.
Chapter completed!