Four Years

Xi Youqin flew straight into the tea pavilion, a faint smile hanging on her face. She sweetly called out, "Grandpa, let me pour you some tea!"

The old man chuckled and nodded in agreement.

Actually, after Xi Youqin had taken Old Woman of No Fixed Abode as her master last night, she should have addressed this old man as her grandmaster. However, Xi Youqin was deliberately keeping it hidden from Luo Zheng, so she could only call him Grandpa.

After receiving the old man's approval, Xi Youqin smiled slightly and deftly rinsed the tea set. She then sifted the tea leaves through a strainer, brewed a pot of emerald-green tea, filled a cup, and handed it to the old man.

The old man's face lit up with delight, and he laughed heartily. "None of my disciples and grand-disciples are this nimble. Good! Good..."

Now that Xi Youqin had become his disciple, that old wife of his would surely have to thank him properly. Seeing how clever Xi Youqin was, he found himself liking her more and more. Yet he could see into people's hearts. How could he fail to see the misery in Xi Youqin's heart during yesterday's Dual Cultivation Ceremony? In front of Luo Zheng, he naturally praised Xi Youqin to the skies.

Xi Youqin smiled faintly, poured another cup, and steadily handed it to Luo Zheng before stepping aside.

Luo Zheng took a small sip of tea before finally asking, "Yesterday, I was fortunate enough to receive the medicine you bestowed upon me. I..."

Who would have thought that the moment Luo Zheng opened his mouth, the old man would wave his hand? He disliked beating around the bush and simply said, "Little Mo and the others have already returned to the Heavenly Rank Race! That pill wasn't