The servant girl called Xiao Mei was standing in front of her young miss's room, but she did not immediately call out to her young miss, afraid she would disturb her cultivation. A few moments later, a voice resounded from the inside of the room.
"Xiao Mei, what are you doing here. Weren't you tasked with taking care of that boy by my mother?" The voice inquired.
"Yes, young miss. But the young master said that he did not need to be bothered right now since he had something to do. In addition, he wanted me to bring some information to you."
"Oh? What is it?" The voiced sounded slightly interested despite its usual coldness.
"He said that he would be leaving tomorrow after his injuries are fully cured." The servant girl revealed it to her.
"What?! He is leaving already. How can he move? Did you see him with your own eyes, how was he?" The cold girl inquired from the servant girl, Xiao Mei.
