"I still have to hurry up and cultivate with Master, so I won't disturb you at the Fu family." Fu Huarong was a little childish every day, but when he said these words, he was especially calm.
Fu Huarong lowered his head and continued to go back.
Apart from the Fu family, there were also people from the Hong family who came but were all rejected.
On the way back, Gu Chaoyan looked at the four of them and wondered why she had accepted them.
Perhaps he subconsciously felt that they had the same experience as him.
Their personalities were different, and their style of doing things seemed to be the same as hers.
Gu Chaoyan was thinking about them, and they were looking at Gu Chaoyan at the same time.
In their hearts.
The place called home was where Master was.
Then the following day…
That was the final round.
No one wanted to fumble the ball at the end.
