Wei Lian settled down in Wang Chen's home.
During the day, she stayed in the courtyard or kitchen, practicing martial arts and helping with the household chores.
Feeding the chickens, chopping firewood, cleaning, washing clothes, brewing tea...
She never took a single step outside the house.
At night, she went into the underground chamber to rest.
Wang Chen bought two door curtains from the city and hung them at the entrances of the two small rooms connected to the chamber.
They each had a bedroom, while the large central chamber served as their shared living space.
When they had first begun living together, Wei Lian had been extremely cautious.
She revered Wang Chen, yet also held a trace of wariness toward him.
But after spending some time together, Wang Chen had consistently behaved with prudence and propriety, allowing the young girl to gradually lower her guard.
Little by little, she revealed another side of herself.
"Immortal Master, please have some tea."
Inside the chamber, Wei Lian brought Wang Chen a steaming cup of fragrant tea.
"Thank you."
Wang Chen accepted it and took a sip. The tea's fragrance filled his nose, and the taste moistened his mouth. It had been brewed to perfection.
The same Cloud Mist Spirit Tea tasted far better when Wei Lian brewed it than when he did.
Besides being skilled in the art of tea, Wei Lian also had a fine hand at calligraphy.
And she understood painting very well.
Back in the mortal world, she had clearly been a young lady raised with great care!
Yet here, Wei Lian consciously regarded herself as Wang Chen's maid.
Recently, she had also been diligently learning how to cook, hoping to take over his kitchen.
Honestly, ever since Wei Lian arrived, aside from a few matters that were