The old man really doted on her. He left everything to her.
He wasn't afraid that a child like her would mess around.
Sometimes. The old man treated her like a child, but sometimes he didn't treat her like a child at all.
Su Xiaolu had never left this place, so she did not know how rich Minggu was. However, the old man's generosity did not stop her from fantasizing about Minggu's wealth.
"Sister, you have to learn how to brew medicine from me in the future. Master sent me a letter asking me to build up my foundation. Soon, a master with strong martial arts will come to teach me martial arts. I won't be able to find time to brew medicine."
The old man had sent a letter a few days ago. It said that her master was already on his way and would arrive in less than two months. He told her to train herself well and not be despised when the time came.
