"Alright, now we wait," the old woman said. "In the meantime, I can teach you some more."
"Actually," Ning said. "Before that. Do you mind telling me what happened to the vial of Aether I gave to you? I saw that you didn't use it at all."
"Of course, it's in my storage," the old woman said and her face scrunched up in suspicions as she asked, "You won't be taking it back, will you?"
"Oh, no no," Ning quickly explained himself. "I was just wondering why you weren't taking it. You will rank up to Aether King, you know? Many people spend their entire life dreaming of reaching such a stage. But for you, it's in the palm of your hand."
The old woman sighed and shook her head. "I don't have such a dream. My only dream now is to rear this one child properly," the old woman said.
"I kept that Aether you gave me, and I will give it to this girl when she's of age," the old woman said.
