After calling out three times, the door finally opened.
"Ah, it's Xingci," the prodigy Lu Xingci had a well-known reputation, and Dean Xu recognized him as well, "Come in, is there something your master needs my help with?"
Lu Xingci shook his head: "No, someone gave you a sachet that's good for your health, you should wear it well."
Dean Xu was taken aback and took the sachet.
As he grasped the sachet in his hand, a strong and unprecedented sense of familiarity surged in his heart.
He couldn't help but tremble in his hand, "Who gave it?"
"It's Sister Qingqing," Lu Xingci lied with a straight face, "She has a healer's heart and received the true teachings of my big brother."
Dean Xu's expression dimmed: "I see..."
He wanted to refuse, but there was always a voice inside him urging him to accept it, he hesitated for half a second, and eventually put it in his pocket.
Lu Xingci left the room, closed the door behind him, and sighed: "Dean Xu has taken too big a blow."
