Chapter 647: Harmony of the Zither and Se Music

Tan Jinxiao led everyone to Chen Yongnian's restaurant, where he was also staying.

"My old friend here, his food is delicious, and his place is clean. We can eat and stay here with peace of mind."

After settling in, Li Banfeng wanted to help Tan Jinxiao remove the mark. Tan Jinxiao waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about me first. I have my own methods. You should take care of Juanzi's matter first. Once things get chaotic, if she has cultivation, she can at least protect herself."

Li Banfeng agreed to help Juanzi enter a sect, and Juanzi prepared herself.

That evening, Li Banfeng went to Juanzi's room, and the others followed to assist.

Liang Wucai and Xiao Yeci were very curious about what method Li Banfeng would use to help Juanzi join a sect.

The most legitimate source for the initiation powder was the peddler. Liang Wucai heard that Li Qi had a good relationship with the peddler, so she guessed the peddler had given Li Qi some powder.

Xiao Yeci, however, didn't think it was from the peddler. The peddler was very strict about the powder; even with a good relationship, he wouldn't easily give it away.

But Xiao Yeci knew the Lu family had some powder. It wasn't uncommon for wealthy families in Pu’luo Prefecture to store such powder. Since Li Qi was now the top powerful figure in Pu’luo Prefecture, it was reasonable for him to possess some.

Only Tan Jinxiao knew that Li Qi definitely wasn't using the powder, as the peddler's powder was useless for three-headed individuals.

When Li Qi saved the young man who was about to become a three-headed individual in the alley, Tan Jinxiao had already suspected that Li Qi used an attunement agent from an outer prefecture.

Tan Jinxiao was aware that attunement agents were effective for three-headed individuals.

"Seventh Master, please proceed, I'm ready," Juanzi said, looking at Mengzi and then at Xiaoshan.

Mengzi gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Xiaoshan burst into tears and also closed his eyes.

Li Banfeng frowned and asked, "What are you doing? Joining a sect isn't like climbing a mountain of knives. The medicine I use isn't as painful as the peddler's powder. You don't need to worry. First, tell me which sect you want to join?"

"I want to enter the Martial Cultivation sect," Juanzi replied.

Li Banfeng nodded slightly. He had the attunement agent for a fighter.

Seeing Li Banfeng agree, Juanzi looked at Mengzi. "Brother, Seventh Master agreed to let us join Martial Cultivation. Martial Cultivation suits you better, so you should stay."

Mengzi turned to Juanzi. "Sister, what do you mean by that? We already agreed that you would stay, and my brother and I would leave."

Juanzi shook her head. "If Seventh Master had suggested Travel Cultivation, I would stay. If he had suggested Food Cultivation, Xiaoshan would stay. But since Seventh Master settled on Martial Cultivation, then you should be the one to stay."

"No, Sister!" Mengzi cried, tears streaming down his face. "I don't want to live alone in this world without you two. How about this: let's leave Xiaoshan. He's the youngest..."

Xiaoshan cried even harder, "Sister, Brother, if you're both gone, I don't want to live either!"

Mengzi looked at Xiaoshan and said, "Even if we retreat, we'll still be by your side, and we can still talk to you, just like when we're alive."

Xiaoshan sobbed, "Can't we just not join a sect? Can't we just live our lives normally?"

Juanzi gritted her teeth. "We owe Seventh Master a debt of gratitude. We can't let him take care of us our whole lives. We need real skills, and we need to repay his kindness!"

Li Banfeng was displeased. "I'm finding a way for you to join a sect, and now it's about repaying me? If you want to join, join. If not, forget it. Am I begging you?"

Juanzi quickly wiped her tears. "Seventh Master, we spoke wrongly. Please don't mind us. We will join a sect, and Xiaoshan will join Martial Cultivation."

Li Qi asked, "And then?"

"Then..." Juanzi couldn't help but her eyes reddened again. "Seventh Master, we only ask that you help us take good care of Xiaoshan. As long as he lives well, we have no other requests!"

Li Banfeng was completely bewildered.

Tan Jinxiao, however, understood. "I say, do you three think that only one person can join a sect?"

All three heads nodded simultaneously.

"Do you think that once you join a sect, your three heads will become one?"

The three heads looked at each other. Juanzi asked, "When Seventh Master saved that young man before, didn't his other two heads disappear?"

Tan Jinxiao waved his hand. "That person hadn't fully developed yet, so it doesn't count. You are three-headed individuals; you should understand the specifics here."

Juanzi genuinely didn't quite understand. "You were the one who said at the time that those two heads were suppressed back."

"I just said that as a joke. Why did you take it seriously? Have you heard of the Innocent Army?"

"We have!"

"The Innocent Army members are also three-headed individuals, and they can all safely join sects. What do you have to be afraid of?"

Mengzi shook his head. "We can't compare ourselves to them. We've seen the Innocent Army in Sinner City. Those people can join the Innocent Army because they've undergone countless trials and selections. They are all exceptionally gifted individuals. Our lineage is far too inferior."

Tan Jinxiao sneered. "Oh, 'exceptionally gifted,' are they?

"These are all lies concocted by the Border Defense Office to deceive you. They are also ordinary three-headed individuals. They joined the sects simply because they were loyal to the Border Defense Office.

"You are also loyal to Seventh Master, aren't you?"

Juanzi slapped her chest. "Absolutely!"

"There you have it. Loyalty is all it takes to enter. Mengzi, you chose Martial Cultivation, right? What does Juanzi want to choose?"

Juanzi was stunned. "I can choose too?"

"Of course. The Innocent Army's combat prowess comes from the fact that all three heads have a sect."

Juanzi had thought today would be a parting of life and death, but she had stumbled upon a tremendous stroke of luck. She quickly said, "I want to choose Travel Cultivation."

Xiaoshan shouted, "I want to choose Food Cultivation."

Li Banfeng was silent for a moment. He felt that these sect choices were wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint why.

Tan Jinxiao shook his head repeatedly. "Martial Cultivation can fight, Travel Cultivation can run, and Food Cultivation can eat. Ultimately, you all have to use your body in battle. These are sects that focus on the body.

"You three heads share one body. When it comes to a fight, who will command it?"

Mengzi thought for a moment and said, "Whoever has higher cultivation, we'll listen to them!"

Tan Jinxiao's face showed contempt. "Isn't that utter nonsense? Why would you cultivate three sects then? To fight yourselves? You might as well just focus on cultivating one sect wholeheartedly!"

Mengzi was unconvinced. "Three people, three sects, techniques can be switched back and forth, offering more ways to respond."

Tan Jinxiao found this laughable. "Why would they let you switch? In a life-or-death struggle, your life would be gone before you could even switch your control of the body!

"You can't choose your sects like this. The example of the Innocent Army is right there: one martial, one scholarly, one mental — one for attack, one for restraint, one for disruption. With this strategy, ordinary people are no match for you."

Juanzi looked at Li Banfeng, who nodded slightly.

Old Tan was right. Scholarship, Martial Arts, and Mental Cultivation — these three sects were the standard configuration for the Innocent Army. Martial cultivators engaged in combat, scholarly cultivators provided restraint, and mental cultivators disrupted opponents. This set of tactics was highly effective; Li Banfeng and Lu Qianjiao had both suffered from it at the time.

With the decision made, Mengzi would learn Martial Cultivation, Juanzi would learn Mental Cultivation, and Xiaoshan would learn Scholarly Cultivation.

Xiaoshan looked up, his clear, wide eyes gazing at everyone. "I don't really know how to read. Can I still learn Scholarly Cultivation?"

The child's question was simple and direct.

Tan Jinxiao blinked. "That makes Scholarly Cultivation difficult then. Does Mengzi know how to read?"

Mengzi lifted his head and smiled calmly. "Sister Xiao taught us yesterday. I can write my own name."

He was a little proud, as Juanzi and Xiaoshan still couldn't write their names.

Li Banfeng said, "In that case, Scholarly Cultivation isn't an option. You'll have to think of another sect for Xiaoshan."

This sect choice was difficult to make. The three of them shared one body, so they needed to avoid conflicts over control and ensure cooperation.

Tan Jinxiao said, "Martial, Bully, and Mental Cultivation is also a set of cultivations. It's quite common in the Innocent Army. You should learn this!"

Xiaoshan agreed, but Li Banfeng was a bit troubled. "I don't have the medicine for Bully Cultivation here."

The attunement agent for a bully, his wife hadn't made yet.

Liang Wucai suggested, "I think it would be suitable for Xiaoshan to practice Poison Cultivation."

Tan Jinxiao thought it improper. "Poison Cultivators have to consume poisons during their practice, which would harm their physique and be extremely detrimental to Martial Cultivation. This sect isn't suitable for you."

Juanzi thought for a moment. "Our Xiaoshan loves to sing, and he sings quite well, though he's usually too shy to. Would Sound Cultivation be suitable for him?"

Tan Jinxiao still shook his head. "Sound Cultivation isn't suitable either. At lower levels, Sound Cultivators have trouble controlling their techniques, which interferes with Mental Cultivation. In a real fight, it could easily get you into trouble.

"If you ask me, Xiaoshan should learn from me. Phlegm Cultivation doesn't use the body, so no matter how the fight goes, it won't stop you from spitting phlegm!"

Xiaoshan lowered his head and squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: "Disgusting."

"How can this child talk like that!" Tan Jinxiao became angry. "I won't help you anymore!"

Xiaoshan had his own ideal. "Seventh Master, I actually want to learn Joy Cultivation!"

Juanzi slapped Xiaoshan, and Xiaoshan gave up his ideal.

After much discussion, Li Banfeng decided on a sect for Xiaoshan.

He had Xiaoshan learn Nightmare Cultivation.

Tan Jinxiao also thought it was a good idea. "Nightmare Cultivation is an external sect; its methods rely on ghost servants, so it won't interfere with anything else."

With matters settled, Li Banfeng returned to his portable residence to retrieve the attunement agents.

"Wife, where did you put the channeler attunement agent?"

The gramophone handed the channeler attunement agent to Li Banfeng. "My dear husband, your accent has been a bit strange recently."

Li Banfeng also noticed this. "I met a new friend. He has a strong accent, and it's rubbing off on me!"

"What kind of friend?"

"His name is Tan Jinxiao. He's cultivated three paths in the Cloud-realm – Gold Cultivation, Phlegm Cultivation, and Laughter Cultivation!"

Hong Ying put down her powder puff, suddenly feeling that the fragrant powder in her box was no longer fragrant. "There's such a disgusting person in this world?"

The gramophone said, "That's not how you put it. Each sect has its advantages, and every family has its heroes. The three sects he cultivates are uncommon. He should be a good helper to my husband."

Li Banfeng nodded. "He is indeed a good helper. I quite admire him."

Leaving the portable residence, Li Banfeng gave the attunement agent to Juanzi.

Tan Jinxiao reminded them, "Don't drink it; just hold it in your mouth. If the liquid enters your stomach, it might not be effective for the right person. Mixing three bottles of medicine could even be fatal."

The three of them heeded Tan Jinxiao's advice and held the liquid in their mouths for over two hours until it completely dissolved. One by one, they fell into a deep sleep.

This was a normal phenomenon. Xiao Yeci covered Juanzi with a blanket, and she and Liang Wucai took turns looking after them.

That night, Xiaoshan was the first to wake up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he wailed and cried, "Sister, there's a ghost in this room!"

Liang Wucai smiled. "Seeing ghosts proves that your Nightmare Cultivation is complete."

Li Banfeng and Tan Jinxiao were in the room discussing their strategy. According to Tan Jinxiao's estimation, the Patron would definitely come to the human market within two days.

"You just said you had a way to remove the mark. What is it?"

Tan Jinxiao waved his hand. "I never said that. I can't remove this mark, but I have a way to deal with it."

"How will you deal with it?"

"Wait here for a moment. I'll get something to show you." Tan Jinxiao left the room and returned shortly, carrying a stone slab.

Two lines of text were inscribed on the stone slab.

First line: Tan Jinxiao.

Second line: This man never flinched.

Li Banfeng looked at the shape of the stone slab. "This is a tombstone, isn't it?"

Tan Jinxiao nodded. "Good choice of material, right?"

"Why would you make something like this? It's so unlucky!" Li Banfeng wanted to smash the tombstone.

Tan Jinxiao put the tombstone behind him. "Don't do that, Seventh Master! Didn't we talk about this? I prepared this a long time ago. Earlier, I wanted Xiaoshan to learn Phlegm Cultivation because I wanted to find a disciple for myself and put an end to that lingering thought. But the child didn't even respect me!

"Forget about being looked down on, but Seventh Master, there's one thing you must promise me: you have to help me erect this monument. This sentence absolutely must be carved on my tombstone: 'This man truly never flinched.'

"When I went to the restaurant to confront Zuo Wugang, I was intimidated by that Brother Tang. I consider that fight a loss, but you wouldn't think I actually gave up, would you?"

Having interacted for so long, Li Banfeng knew Tan Jinxiao's strength. "If you had truly intended to kill, Tang Changfa wouldn't even have had a chance to arrive. Zuo Wugang would have been dead at first sight."

Tan Jinxiao smiled wryly upon hearing this. "You think highly of me; it brightens my heart considerably. After being a rogue for so many years, hardly anyone looks at me with respect anymore.

"I didn't want to be like this. Back on the battlefield, I was also a respected figure; I achieved many military merits.

"I've fought many battles and sustained head injuries. I can't remember everything from decades ago, but I never forgot this underground city. It was fought for by my brothers with their very lives.

"After the war was won, I went to another place to enjoy life. I had my own territory, and my cultivation was steadily advancing.

"But I never expected that some Patron would emerge from nowhere and seize the underground city. When I heard my old brothers were suffering here, I couldn't stand it, so I rushed back, wanting to help them.

"I gathered several hundred brothers. First, we negotiated with the Patron, then we fought him. After just one battle, more than half of my brothers died. If they had died fighting on the battlefield, we would have accepted it. But can you guess how my brothers died?"

Li Banfeng pondered for a moment. "Because of the mark?"

"Exactly, the mark. I truly didn't expect that after talking with them at Qingyuan, we would all be branded with the mark," Tan Jinxiao extended his right hand and clenched it into a fist. "The Patron and a few of his subordinates, right in front of us, just clenched their fists like that, and my brothers fell in droves. His mark is actually that vicious!

"I was also taken down at the time. The Patron has a subordinate named Guan Huodong, a Cloud-realm Scrutiny Cultivator, who is now a boss in the Sea Market. There's also a Cloud-realm Farming Cultivator named Bai Miaosheng, who is a boss in the Earth Market. Those two just wiggled their fingers at me, and I nearly died from the pain.

"Death would have been a release. But the Patron didn't kill me. Instead, he insisted I stay in the underground city. He said if I left, he would kill all my brothers.

"I don't know what his intentions were, but for all these years, I've been waiting for another opportunity to avenge my brothers.

"Now the chance has come, Seventh Master. I'm counting entirely on you!

"Originally, I advised you not to go to Qingyuan because I was afraid you'd get the mark. Now that you have it, we need to think of another solution.

"Over the years, I've developed a unique skill specifically to counter their mark. It's a Phlegm Cultivation technique called 'Sticking to Skin and Bone.'

"As soon as the Patron arrives, I can spit three globs of old phlegm to stick him, and also trap scoundrels like Guan Huodong and Bai Miaosheng. I've calculated carefully; I can probably stick them for over a minute.

"During that minute, they will definitely find a way to kill me. Don't worry about that. As long as you can use that opportunity to kill them, my life will have been more than worth it! I'll kowtow to you on the road to the underworld, Seventh Master. I'll kowtow once now, as a down payment!"

As Tan Jinxiao was about to kneel, Li Banfeng quickly pulled him up. "Stand up straight and talk. First, tell me, is this Patron Mr. Kong Fang from Snowflake Port?"

Tan Jinxiao nodded. "I think it is him, but I don't think this underground city business has anything to do with the peddler."

"It certainly has nothing to do with the peddler. Remember this: the entire Snowflake Port has no connection with the peddler."

Tan Jinxiao said, "Didn't the peddler establish Snowflake Port?"

"He really didn't. I'll tell you about it later. Do you know what the mark looks like?"

Tan Jinxiao shook his head. "Over the years, I've always wanted to remove the mark. I sought out many experts and offered significant rewards, but not a single person could help me get rid of it.

"There's a He Jiaqing in Greenwater City; you should know him. He's a master of Theft Cultivation and has quite a knack for removing marks. I went to him for help a while ago, and he could tell there was a mark, but he just couldn't locate it! Isn't that bizarre?"

Even He Jiaqing couldn't find it?

He could even remove Boss Lu's mark.

But thinking about it, that made sense. The mark Boss Lu left on Du Wenming was probably just a casual one.

The mark Mr. Kong Fang left in the underground city, however, must have cost him untold effort.

So how did I manage to remove the mark?

Li Banfeng carefully recalled his previous experience. With the help of the "Carefree" technique, he only felt he had vomited out a foreign object. Although the process was extremely difficult and the memory very clear, Li Banfeng truly didn't know where that copper coin had been hidden.

Li Banfeng then asked Tan Jinxiao, "Can every subordinate of this Patron use this mark to attack you?"

"Of course not. I specifically investigated this. Only those holding the Patron's token can control the mark. The bosses of the Human Market, Earth Market, and Sea Market all carry these tokens."

Li Banfeng stood up. "Why didn't you say this earlier? I'll go capture Zhu Yugui, and we'll find the token on him. Then we can counter them, can't we?"

"It's impossible to find," Tan Jinxiao waved his hand. "This token, like the mark, was left by special means. Even Zhu Yugui himself doesn't know what it is or where it's hidden.

"The Human Market has had several bosses. The previous one was disemboweled by me, and I searched for over a month, but I couldn't find the token. Seventh Master, this path won't work!"

"Maybe I can find it. Or perhaps you weren't thorough enough."

Li Banfeng went to the street and apprehended Zhu Yugui.

For the past two days, Zhu Yugui had been posting notices about rent exemptions on the street, and the news had spread throughout the Human Market. He was no longer of any use.

Li Banfeng brought him back to his portable residence, and the gramophone was immediately annoyed. "Husband, why did you bring this filthy thing back? Who can stand this smell?"

"Don't worry, my dear. I need to find something on him. Once I find it, I'll throw him out."

Hong Ying didn't even bother to grab her rouge; she simply used her "Unimpeded Travel" ability and ran to the Tenth Chamber.

Everyone else in the house hid. Mengde climbed down from the calendar and tried to slip into the Third Chamber, but the gramophone grabbed him and pulled him back. "You stay and help your husband."

The gramophone knew very well that if Mengde didn't stay, she would have to help Li Banfeng herself, and she really didn't want to touch Zhu Yugui.

"Madam!" Mengde choked, tears streaming down his face. "I can't help. I'm not good at finding things."

The gramophone asked, "Then tell me, who *is* good at finding things?"

Mengde thought for a moment. "That depends on what master wants to find."

The gramophone turned its horn towards Li Banfeng.

Li Banfeng said, "That Patron left a mark on him, and also a token. The mark is a copper coin, just like the ones I removed before. As for the token, I suspect it's kept with the copper coin."

The gramophone asked, "Who in our family is best at finding money?"

The Glove in the Third Chamber shivered.

"Hoo-hahaha!" The portable residence let out a laugh, and a gust of wind blew open the door to the Third Chamber, sweeping the Glove towards Li Banfeng.

The Glove stood on its thumb and pinky finger, while the other three fingers trembled together, making it impossible to discern which was primary.

Li Banfeng asked, "Why is your posture so strange?"

The Glove replied, "I've been in San Tou Cha for too long. I think I've become a three-headed person."

The gramophone couldn't help but laugh.

The Glove said seriously, "Master, I'm not lying to you. I really have become a three-headed person. I've lost all my techniques, and I can't find the copper coin..."

Li Banfeng glared at the Glove. "Look at you. Just tell me where the copper coin is. I'll handle the actual removal."

The Glove's mood calmed slightly. He walked around Zhu Yugui several times, trying to maintain a distance, and after more than two hours of searching, the Glove finally spoke.

"Master, this person has copper coins inside his body, similar to the previous marks, but there's more than one."

Li Banfeng was startled. "How many?"

The Glove shook its index finger. "I can't say for sure. I don't know where the copper coins are, but I can perceive their value. What's hidden in his body is worth far more than a single copper coin."

The Glove also didn't know where the mark was hidden, suggesting that it truly was impossible to locate.

The gramophone speculated, "Husband, there might be an 'unnameable place' within his body."

"'An unnameable place' within his body?" Li Banfeng was very surprised. "Could it be a dark dimensional space?"

Li Banfeng took out the bowl that Green Blossom had given him and probed Zhu Yugui's body for over half an hour. Finally, he saw the yellow spoon inside the bowl subtly rotate.

The spoon handle pointed towards Zhu Yugui's heart.

Li Banfeng gained new insight this time. The yellow spoon was used for pointing directions. The spoon's movement proved that there was indeed a dark dimensional space near Zhu Yugui's heart.

Li Banfeng gently turned the blue spoon, opening this dark dimensional space.

The Glove immediately sensed the copper coins. Disregarding the filth, it inserted its index and middle fingers into Zhu Yugui's body. Crossing its fingers, it swiftly pinched and pulled out the coins from the dark dimensional space.

"Two coins, just two... No!" The Glove exclaimed, "I misjudged! One of them isn't a copper coin!"

Through a layer of dark dimensional space, the Glove had indeed misjudged. Of the two coins, one was a copper coin, and the other was a gold coin.

Li Banfeng held the gold coin and the copper coin, examining them for a long time.

The gold coin was the token; the copper coin was the mark.

A Home Cultivator, within their own home, had far superior perceptive abilities than other cultivators at the same level.

There was a connection between these two coins, but what kind of connection it was, he couldn't determine at present.

Li Banfeng's gaze became fixed as he sank into deep thought.

The gramophone comforted him, "Don't rush, husband. Allow your humble servant some time to study it."

Li Banfeng shook his head. "This isn't something easily studied. These are the Patron's mark and token used to control the underground city. The methods here must be extremely complex, certainly not something that can be deciphered overnight. If we drag this out, and the Patron comes looking for us, things will become difficult."

Li Banfeng had already removed the mark, so he should be able to escape this calamity. But Tan Jinxiao and the others who carried the mark might not be able to avoid death.

The gramophone couldn't think of another solution at the moment, but then she saw Li Banfeng gently caress the two coins in his palm.

The Glove exclaimed in surprise, "Master, why do you love money more than I do?"

Li Banfeng stared intently at the copper coin. "This is our family's treasure. How could I not love it?"

The gramophone was stunned for a moment, then realized Li Banfeng's intention. "Husband, are you trying to use a technique? This gold coin has just arrived in our home; I'm afraid it doesn't count as a family heirloom yet."

"I am the head of this household. If I say it counts, then it definitely counts."

His words were arrogant, but the gramophone found them pleasant to hear.

The gold coin pulsed continuously on Li Banfeng's fingertips. This coin was truly extraordinary; it was vehemently resisting Li Banfeng's technique!

Li Banfeng gritted his teeth and said, "This is my home, and I am the master. Once you enter my door, you must obey me!"

He first used "Counting Family Treasures," then "Carefree." The energy consumption from these techniques made Li Banfeng sweat profusely, but the gold coin still pulsed on his fingertips, unconquered.

Steam swirled around, and the gramophone whispered into Li Banfeng's ear, "Husband, do you have any strength left? Only with 'Harmonious Strings' can our bond as husband and wife truly show!"

"Good wife!" Li Banfeng's veins bulged as he used "Deep House, Grand Courtyard" again.

The gramophone's power and Li Banfeng's power intertwined. The fluctuations caused the portable residence to tremble slightly.

The portable residence let out a low hum, and the trembling intensified.

The Home Cultivator, the home spirit, and the home itself—the powers of all three combined, forming a resonance.

The resonance continuously intensified, and the power from every room within the portable residence surged towards Li Banfeng.

Hong Lian opened her door slightly and peeked out through the crack.

She saw Li Banfeng enveloped in power and the coin continuously moving on his fingertips.

Hong Lian murmured, "Among the hundred sects under heaven, most paths narrow as you progress, but only for Home Cultivation does the path widen. This saying is truly not false."

Hong Ying was unconvinced. "Travel Cultivation also widens as you progress."

Hong Lian scoffed, seemingly disdainful of Travel Cultivation.

Hong Ying had no mind to argue with Hong Lian. She could sense that both Li Qi and Xiaowan were undergoing immense consumption of energy.

She wanted to go help; she was also Li Banfeng's home spirit.

Miss Nine entered the Second Chamber and pulled Hong Ying back. "They're using skill and finesse, not brute force. Don't interfere."

"What do you mean 'interfere'? I can also use skill and finesse."

"Just a little more!" Hong Lian whispered. "This gold coin can actually resist until now."

Miss Nine looked at the gold coin and suddenly spoke, "The head of the household holds you, and the whole family surrounds you. You must be one of us now."

As her words fell, the gold coin, which had only a sliver of strength left, slowly returned to Li Banfeng's hand, gently sticking to his palm.

Li Banfeng touched the gold coin, and the copper coin beside it moved in response.