"Zhi Tian..." Fan Miaomiao's excited heart began to tremble.
Ming Zhi Tian waved his hand, "It's nothing."
He was no longer the humble cultivator of the Minor Heavenly Cycle; with just one hand, he could now make the five people before him kneel and beg for mercy.
At this moment, the bodyguards got out of the car, looking at the Azure Dragon Eight Guardians as if facing a formidable enemy. Before Ming Zhi Tian could speak, to the astonishment of Fan Miaomiao and the bodyguards, the five men knelt on one knee.
"We are here specifically to apologize. Please forgive Director Fan and Mr. Ming!" the five said one after another.
Fan Miaomiao and the bodyguard finally relaxed. They had thought the visitors were here for revenge, and Fan Miaomiao had already been prepared to call Zhenren Gui Lingyu.
Xiao Hong, who had been frightened, slowly peeked out from behind Ming Zhi Tian.
Ming Zhi Tian stepped forward, "Apologize for what? Apologize for what?"
The five did not get up. Uncle Feng looked up and said, "Here are fifty stalks of three-hundred-year-old wild ginseng, fifty pieces of three-hundred-year-old ganoderma lucidum, two thousand five hundred pieces of the finest golden bird's nest, ten pairs of abalone, fifty pairs of old deer antlers, and one hundred gold bars."
"These are just the initial gifts from last time, which we hadn't had the chance to present to you two yet. For such an awkward misunderstanding to occur, we are truly very sorry," Uncle Feng boasted, albeit with an apologetic tone.
Ming Zhi Tian chuckled, "A misunderstanding? You Azure Dragon Eight Guardians colluding to kill Miao Miao and me is a misunderstanding? However, your Qing Kong family certainly has a grand gesture. Truly worthy of being the uncrowned emperors of Miao Hai City."
Uncle Feng quickly forced a smile, "We hope Mr. Ming will overlook our shortcomings and accept these gifts, allowing us to be friends. Let's let bygones be bygones, shall we?"
"No," Ming Zhi Tian replied with a displeased expression.
Before Uncle Feng could say more, Ming Zhi Tian ignored him and got into the car. Fan Miaomiao followed him. "Ah Biao, please see them out."
The bodyguard's expression was not friendly, "Please, everyone."
Seeing this, Uncle Feng quickly ordered his men to open several boxes, revealing glistening gold and a rich, pungent aroma of medicinal herbs.
Xiao Hong, out of curiosity, looked and found many dried deer antlers quite endearing. She couldn't help but say, "Big brother, I want those."
With just this remark, Ming Zhi Tian affectionately petted her head and said to those outside the car, "I'll take these."
The Azure Dragon Eight Guardians, upon hearing this, hastily closed the boxes they were holding and then loaded them into Ming Zhi Tian's car along with Fan Miaomiao.
After the bodyguard started the car and drove away, Uncle Feng left a business card for Ming Zhi Tian, inviting him to call when he had time. Uncle Feng would personally escort him to meet Qing Kong Yue Zhang.
On the road, Fan Miaomiao couldn't help but be curious but dared not ask too much. Ming Zhi Tian saw her expression and said, "Go ahead, ask what you want to ask. I'll tell you everything."
Fan Miaomiao asked, "Why did the Qing Kong family head suddenly change their tune and try to appease you?"
Ming Zhi Tian thought for a moment, "Perhaps I have something they want."
Fan Miaomiao couldn't help but worry, "Zhi Tian, you need to be careful. Building ties with the top Qing Kong family is not necessarily a good thing."
Ming Zhi Tian shrugged, "I will, provided they don't provoke me."
Fan Miaomiao knew he wouldn't listen to her, so she felt helpless. "By the way, how have you been lately? Has the Yuan family been bothering you? Do you need any help?"
Ming Zhi Tian gave her a surprised look. She actually knew about his conflict with Yuan Zhizhong, but then again, it wasn't surprising given Fan Miaomiao's mysterious background.
Ming Zhi Tian waved his hand, "Thank you, Miao Miao. I have my own ways of resolving things, and it will be today."
Fan Miaomiao didn't say much more at this point and could only choose to believe him.