Back to his room, Yun Lintian asked Yun Qianxue to help his newly accepted disciple take a bath and change into new clothes. Meanwhile, he called Yun Ai to prepare a medicinal meal.
"So, you went out to pick up a little girl?" Shen Liqiu looked at Yun Lintian strangely. "I'm curious. Why did you take her in as a disciple? Do you know what it means by this? From ancient times to now, taking a disciple isn't a trivial matter. Why are you so sure that she will be a good person?"
"I know." Yun Lintian calmly sipped a tea. "I can only say it's fated."
Shen Liqiu opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but gave up in the end. Anyway, Yun Lintian couldn't be judged by common sense. Everything he did from the past until now was entirely different from any practitioner here.
At this moment, Yun Qianxue carried the unconscious Yun Chenyu out and placed her on the bed.
