Chen Ping looked at Nan Qiūqiū, but his thoughts had drifted elsewhere.
The Dragon Girl sister she mentioned had, according to Qian Duoduo, excellent Cultivation Talent and was now a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor as well.
Perhaps because her own unfortunate experiences were similar to those of the former Evil Soul Master Saint Servants in the Alchemy Pavilion, the Soul Engineers there all cared deeply for the Dragon Girl, including Wu Feng and the others.
Looking at it this way, the person in the entire Alchemy Pavilion least familiar with the Dragon Girl might actually be him—the one who had treated her purely as a tool, drawn her blood to make potions, then vanished like a scumbag afterward.
When Nan Qiūqiū brought up the Dragon Girl this time, Chen Ping subconsciously rubbed his chin, considering whether he should go see her.
If he remembered correctly, Little Dragon Girl had wanted to see him many times. But he had never stopped being busy these past few years, and whenever he had a little free time, he had spent it with Wu Feng and Ning Tian. That was why he had never gone to see her.
After so many years, the Dragon Girl had probably realized that Chen Ping had bought her back purely to draw a few tubes of dragon blood. Perhaps she was no longer quite so guarded around him.
"Chen Ping, so when are we leaving?"
Nan Qiūqiū was in high spirits. The thought of finally getting out to have some fun filled her with delight.
Although she had been beaten around by the Alchemy Pavilion's experts during this period, she had gained plenty of practical combat experience. With her personality, she got along with everyone, and she had even wrung a set of Level 6 Soul Guidance Devices and