Han Muye smiled and nodded. Without another word, he turned and went downstairs. Lu Gao picked up the stone block and followed him.
On the second floor of the restaurant, the outer sect disciples looked at Han Muye and the others' backs with various thoughts in their eyes.
This Sword Caretaker of the Sword Pavilion was definitely a magical figure that they had never seen before.
From the respect Jiang Han and the others showed him, they could tell that this person was not simple.
Jiang Han and the others opened the wooden box on the table. There were spiritual rocks inside.
"Everyone, take them. Senior Brother Han really doesn't fancy these spiritual rocks," Jiang Han looked at everyone and said in a low voice.
Everyone looked at each other and reached out to take back their spiritual rocks.
This made the people around him dumbfounded again.