The precious items that can only be found in the Star River of the Nine Heavens in the Immortal World were carelessly shattered.

Miss Fang of Shifang City’s third branch has truly shown everyone her outrageous wastefulness today.

Qin Lou quickly whispered: "Miss, do not speak recklessly.

Young Master Mu, today, Miss Fang’s behavior was reckless, carelessly destroying the gift you meticulously prepared. It’s truly a fault of Shifang City.

We hope you’ll be forgiving, considering her youth."

Mu Yunye gazed at the shattered pieces on the ground; his expression was somewhat inscrutable, yet he did not show anger.

Baili An’s nephew merely smiled calmly, saying: "If it can bring a smile to Miss Fang’s face, then shattering two Treasure Beads is of no consequence."

Qin Lou thought to himself that Mu Yunye indeed lived up to being the son of a Golden Immortal.

Such composure and grace, unaffected by honor or disgrace, is truly beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Ah... such a pity, such a pity."

Rong Li propped his face with his hand, his outer robe slightly open, lounging leisurely on the table before Baili An, his handsome face lustrous as jade.

He casually conjured a folding fan, lightly waving it, exuding infinite charm, noble yet languid, with a plum, while the corner of his eyes brimmed with indifference and charm.

"For all of Immortal Lord Mu’s treasures, none garnered the beauty’s smile. The gift must be too petty if Miss Fang couldn’t care less, opting to smash it for fun?"

Everyone thought Rong Lijun was courting death.

Earlier, he offended Situ Ye and Yi Zhongxian, and now he dared to provoke Mu Yunye.

The wine today wasn’t even intoxicating; how could Rong Lijun be so foolhardy?

Mu Yunye cast a faint glance at Rong Li, his dark eyes seemingly containing a slight but subdued mockery.

Fang Geyu’s fingers hovered for a moment, pinching the meeting gifts presented by everyone, and, without favoritism, she smashed them all.

She put on a deliberately provocative look: "Rong Lijun is right, in the past, these little trinkets would have been amusing to smash.

However, just a few days ago, someone offered gifts to me in private.

Five thousand top-grade spiritual stones, one hundred thousand pounds of Black Crystal Stone, five thousand jars of Spiritual Tung Oil, nine hundred branches of seven-knotted wood, five hundred Demon Fire Flame Marrow pills, and three Deep Sea Source Crystals.

All these things, just to forge a good bond with me.

You all wish to marry into Shifang City, yet the gifts you prepared are less than one ten-thousandth of that.

Suddenly, it all feels so utterly pointless."

Situ Ye was unhappy upon hearing this; the Flame Coral he gifted was not cheap.

In just a few words, she demeaned what he had gifted as worthless.

Moreover, as the eldest miss of Shifang City, how could she behave like a mere merchant’s wife?

Comparing who’s gifts were more, more expensive, or better.

Then turn around and ridicule others’ gifts.

"Miss Fang’s statement is mistaken, gifts lie in the intention, not in the value. Miss Fang mentioned that in daily life, there is no interaction or acquaintance, why would someone give such heavy gifts for no reason? Excessive kindness without reason is either treacherous or deceitful."

Fang Geyu nodded in agreement, looking at the various fragments on the ground:

"Indeed, people with no regular interactions send these things, it’s generally true that excessive kindness without reason is either treacherous or deceitful. Young Master Situ, your words are quite pleasing to the ears, why not say more?"

Situ Ye: "..."