Watching her sister join the other cultivators, Shen Zhiyao's eyes filled with warmth.
Qinghe's health had been poor from childhood, and even though their biological father was an elder of the Sky Pole Sect with innumerable spirit pills and spirit grasses, not one of them benefitted Qinghe. As Qinghe grew older, her health worsened, and even medical cultivators said she wouldn't live past twenty.
But now, not only was Qinghe alive and well, she was also blessed with the opportunity for cultivation and remarkable talent, all undoubtedly thanks to Mr. Wuya.
She stole a glance at Dongfang Wuya, yearning to ask what had transpired between him and Qinghe, but she dared not.
Never mind, she'll wait for Qinghe to tell her.
Just as she thought to keep her distance from Dongfang Wuya, she suddenly heard him ask, "Does Shen Qinghe have anything she particularly likes?"
