Xiao Tian supported his back, standing at the entrance of the palace, watching as people from the Prime Minister's Mansion delivered the six million spirit stones into the palace one by one.

"Just like you said, Liu Aotian really keeps his word," Xiao Tian nodded in satisfaction, turning to Liu Yan beside him, "He's quite a man."

Zhong Ling, who was following beside him, felt a bit helpless, "Your Highness, the spoils from Bloodcloud Pavilion are worth at least several times that six million."

"Hey, nonsense, what spoils?" Xiao Tian frowned, correcting Zhong Ling, "This is the compensation I reasonably demanded after Bloodcloud Pavilion caused me harm."