One tall and one short girl stood bedraggled before Meng Yu, like two drenched dogs, waiting for fate to decide their lot. Fortunately, their pet Spirit Cat was very happy, meowing as it circled around its master.
"Mr. Cao, thank you, thank you."
Qin Ningxue had been restrained from the start, her poisoned collar had been searched, and her dagger rendered useless. Now, she finally had the opportunity to speak, and all she could do was thank him desperately.
"Hmm."
Meng Yu led her to the courtyard.
"Meeting is fate, a thousand Spirit Stones are nothing to me. Don't dwell on it. For the next few days, just stay in the gatehouse, no need to bother with cooking or anything. When you have time, practice your swordsmanship. One at Qi Refinement First Layer, the other at Qi Refinement Second Layer... I really don't know how dense you two are. After so many years of cultivation, this is your level. Also, just call me Mr. Cao."
"Yes, Mr. Cao."
