"No, I can't just give it to you." Li Qianfan shook his head and said.
"Why!" Jiang Xuehan said angrily.
"Didn't I say it already? I spent thirty million to win it at the auction. Now, if I give the Snow Cold Sword back to you for nothing, who will compensate for my loss?" Li Qianfan said.
"What do you want? Do you still want to ask me for money?" Jiang Xuehan was furious.
"You are the Sect Leader's disciple, my junior martial niece, how could I ask you for money? But you can't just take it without saying anything." Li Qianfan said.
"Then what do you want me to do?" Jiang Xuehan asked irritably.
Li Qianfan thought for a moment and said, "How about this, you promise to help me with three things. Don't worry, the things I ask you to do in the future will definitely be within your capabilities and will not go against the martial code. How about it?"
"Are you sure?" Jiang Xuehan asked.
"I am absolutely sure." Li Qianfan smiled and said.
