He finished cleansing his feet.
The two entered the villa.
Chen Yu looked around and noticed the decor of the modest villa was quite simple.
Besides the essential refrigerator, table, cushions, and mirror, there were no extra pieces of furniture.
"Doesn't little sister have any servants at home?" Chen Yu wondered.
"I don't like being taken care of," the young girl said calmly, walking up the wooden stairs to the second floor.
"Then what about your meals?"
"I cook for myself."
Watching the girl leave, Chen Yu touched his stubble.
Granted, he had met few Transcendents. But this girl seemed to live the most "shabby" lifestyle among them...
About five minutes later.
The girl changed into a set of lightweight pajamas, descended the stairs, and sat cross-legged on the only cushion in the living room, skillfully and leisurely tinkering with the tea set.
