After Song Yuanze and the others left, a cold sneer slowly curled across Su Fan's lips.
The smile did not reach his eyes. Instead, it made the indifference between his brows seem even deeper.
The fact that I agreed to lead the team here for the trial is already more than enough. And they still want me to get involved in all those trivial, rotten matters? What are they thinking...
"Whoosh..."
At that moment, a figure shot out of the Portable Secret Realm.
Li Chongxiu swiftly brewed a pot of Spirit Tea and placed a teacup before Su Fan.
"Master... have some tea..."
Su Fan took the teacup, then pulled her soft body into his arms with his other hand.
Li Chongxiu cried out in surprise, then docilely leaned against his chest. Feeling his familiar scent, the tense line of her shoulders slowly relaxed.
Su Fan lifted the teacup and took a sip.
"Xiu'er... you've been wronged these past few days..."
Li Chongxiu gently nuzzled his warm chest and softly shook her head.
"Master... you're my lord. I don't mind..."
Hearing the humility in Li Chongxiu's words, a trace of guilt welled up in Su Fan's heart.
How could he fail to see that, ever since they had returned to the Household, she had been rather dispirited?
This girl had stayed by his side for hundreds of years, personally tending to every aspect of his daily life. How could he possibly let her down?
With that thought, Su Fan slightly tightened his arm around her petite, slender body, then carefully lifted her horizontally into his arms.
"Once this trial is over, I'll spend some proper time with you..."
After saying this, Su Fan gently turned Li Chongxiu's little face toward him and lightly pressed his forehead against hers.
"Xiu'er... bear