"Regarding their character, if it's someone cold and indifferent, leave them be and act according to the rules. If it's a person of great virtue, and the enemy isn't too powerful, offer appropriate help to foster a sense of belonging to the Manor," Lin Xin replied offhandedly. "It's best to select the orphans we've raised ourselves for key cultivation."
"In this way, after another ten years, my Spirit Heart Villa might no longer depend solely on us, the older generation..." he remarked somewhat emotionally.
"Villa Master is wise," Ou Yinghong said with a hint of admiration showing on her face. With such arrangements, the Manor could only grow stronger.
The two left the side hall.
Lin Xin felt a headache coming on, lit a stick of Concentration Incense, and watched the smoke slowly rise. He rested for a while, then pulled open a drawer, which contained a very small black bell. He gently tugged on it.
