Li Xiaoyun cried profusely on Xiao Qiang's shoulders for a long time. Not until she completely vented out her repressed emotions did she slowly get up. Looking at Xiao Qiang's now drenched shoulders, she blushed, "Master, I'm sorry."
Xiao Qiang laughed, "Silly girl, I'm your master, there's no need to apologize."
Li Xiaoyun wiped her tears, and asked Xiao Qiang, "Master, you will teach me medical skills, right?"
Xiao Qiang smiled, "I will definitely teach you medical skills. However, for your cultivation matters, I plan to entrust you to Senior Xiao."
By now, Li Xiaoyun had learned about the existence of Xiao Nanshan. Naturally, she knew that Senior Xiao was Xiao Hong's ancestor, a powerful cultivator who had been practicing for hundreds of years. This time, her master was invited to treat Xiao Nanshan's injuries.
"Why?" Li Xiaoyun was puzzled. She didn't understand Xiao Qiang's intentions.
Xiao Qiang smiled faintly, "I have to travel far, and can't take you with me."
