Chapter 852 Cunning

The man who spoke was tall and strong, with a small moustache on his face.

There was a sharp light in his eyes. He had a golden belt tied around his black Taoist robe, and his fingers moved to the golden belt at this moment.

That cold tone was like a judgment.

The other person had a slender and well-proportioned figure, three-dimensional facial features, and deep blue pupils in his eyes. His eyes seemed to have keen insight, and they were carefully fixed on Ye Tianming, as if he was ready to take action at any time.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

A cold light flashed in Ye Tianming's eyes.

It looked like they could start fighting at any time.

"Zhang Zishuo, Dongfang Ming! Back off!"

Yun Man, who was lying on Ye Tianming's back, rebuked coldly.

Zhang Zishuo and Dongfang Ming clearly still had doubts in their eyes.

They looked at Yun Manyao in confusion.

Everyone in the Butian Palace knew how aloof their own Saint was and how much she hated being touched.

What's more, the man carrying her on his back was the man she wanted to cut into pieces.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like the saint did it voluntarily.

Zhang Zishuo could not help but remind her, "Saintess, this is our Bu Tian Palace's territory. As long as you give the order, we will make sure he won't be able to escape!"

Ye Tianming sneered and put Yun Manyao on the ground.

"Did you see that? This is how you entertain guests at Butian Palace!"

"I have sent you to the tent as agreed. The transaction between us is over. Goodbye!"

Ye Tianming turned around and prepared to leave.

Before Yun Manyao could speak, Dongfang Ming quickly stepped forward and blocked Ye Tianming's way.

Ye Tianming's eyes were cold and his aura was surging.

Yun Manyao was anxious and quickly scolded: "How dare you! Don't you even listen to me?"

"Everyone, get out of here! This is a misunderstanding!"

"Mr. Ye saved my life before, and I entrusted him to send me back to the camp. Are you doing this to attack my benefactor?"

Zhang Zishuo and Dongfang Ming were stunned, and both showed surprise on their faces.

The fierce aura on them faded away in an instant.

There was a hint of embarrassment on everyone's face.

Yun Manyao had a cold face and ordered: "You two, apologize to Mr. Ye."

Zhang Zishuo and Dongfang Ming did not dare to disobey in the slightest. They immediately raised their hands and clasped their fists towards Ye Tianming, and said solemnly: "Mr. Ye, I am really sorry. We misunderstood. Please forgive me?"

Seeing that their attitude was sincere and not perfunctory, Ye Tianming's anger dissipated and he just nodded slightly.

"Since it's just a misunderstanding, can I leave now?"

"no!"

Yun Manyao shouted instinctively upon seeing this.

But when she noticed Ye Tianming's puzzled look, she smiled and said:

"You've helped me so much. Now that you're here, you should let me show my hospitality and treat you to a meal, no matter what."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zishuo and Dongfang Ming immediately understood and nodded repeatedly.

"That's right. Mr. Ye, you saved our Saint Girl, which means you are indebted to us at Butian Palace. Please come in with us and let us express our gratitude."

"We just picked some spiritual herbs. I heard that Mr. Ye has a deep understanding of these natural treasures. Why don't we borrow their flowers to offer to you?"

Ye Tianming was moved when he heard this.

The elixir that even the Butian Palace is interested in is definitely not an ordinary item.

If there were suitable medicinal herbs, perhaps they could nourish the soul of the Taoist Primordial Master.

At the very least, it could allow him to recover his body and cultivation.

Seeing that he was hesitant, Yun Manyao simply gestured to the two of them, "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and serve Mr. Ye in!"

Zhang Zishuo and Dongfang Ming stood happily on both sides of Ye Tianming and respectfully offered their support.

That lackey no longer looked as fierce as he did just now.

Ye Tianming frowned and said, "I won't bother you anymore. I'll go by myself."

Under the guidance of several people, Ye Tianming followed them into the depths of the tent.

Compared with the scorching heat outside, the temperature inside the tent is very suitable.

Yun Manyao said to Zhang Zishuo and Dongfang Ming in a deep voice, "You two go and bring the elixir to Mr. Ye, so that he can have a good rest here."

After that, Yun Manyao said to Ye Tianming considerately: "I will go back to the tent to rest and come back later. If you need anything, just tell them at any time."

Ye Tianming nodded, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Anyway, now everyone is like headless flies, wandering around in this mountain range.

With the camp of Butian Palace there, he didn't have to look for a suitable place to recover his strength.

Zhang Zishuo and Dongfang Ming quickly brought the spiritual herbs they harvested to Ye Tianming.

One is the ancient Buddha black ginseng, and the other is the Baiyun Valley grass.

There was a strong spiritual energy floating around each and every spiritual medicine, and the fragrance of the medicine filled the air, permeating the entire tent.

Dongfang Ming said respectfully, "Mr. Ye, these two spiritual herbs can quickly restore spiritual energy, treat injuries, and temper meridians, blood, and flesh. You can rest assured to regulate your breath in the tent. If you have anything, please tell us at any time."

Ye Tianming's guard was reduced a lot, and he felt a little more favorable towards the people of Butian Palace.

"In that case, I'll take the things. Thank you very much!"

Zhang Zishuo and Dongfang Ming smiled and nodded, then respectfully left the tent.

As soon as they walked out of the tent, the smiles on their faces froze and they looked at each other deeply.