After Li Wuyu escorted them outside the Imperial Capital, Li Wuyu took out a letter from her bosom and handed it to An Jing, saying, "Master, this is for you to give to my baby."
"Alright," An Jing didn't ask anything else and simply put the letter away.
"Master, Dad, you are really leaving now," Li Wuyu's eyes were slightly red. Apart from her father, her master cared for her the most.
An Jing nodded, and then, although it was stating the obvious, she still couldn't help but caution, "Wuyu, your father's position is not an easy one. There are times when you can act willfully, but in some matters, you must be cautious with your words and actions. Don't hurt yourself, nor your father."
"Master, don't worry, I understand all this."
An Jing nodded again, looked at her disciple Li Wuyu with a bit of sadness for a while, then boarded the carriage.
