Guan Fangyi did not do it for her, merely watching as Shang Shuqing worked with her own hands.
Since they came often to clear the place, the weeds had not gained a foothold. A few casual pulls, and the grave mound was clean again.
When Shang Shuqing returned to the tombstone, Guan Fangyi suddenly turned and barked, "Look at her, then look at yourself. What are you standing there for? Don't you have any sense at all?"
Xu Laoliu was scolded into bafflement. He looked around, only then realizing that the accompanying guards had all moved far away to stand watch.
The guards kept their distance because every time Shang Shuqing came, she would keep vigil before the grave for a while, sometimes even muttering things to it. Shang Shuqing wished for everyone to avoid her, and so they did.
Having already been scolded, Xu Laoliu could only follow suit. Still, he first walked to the tombstone, cupped his hands, and bowed. "Laoliu pays his respects. Daoist Master, rest in peace."
Was he cursing Niu Youdao? Guan Fangyi glared. "Rest in peace my ass! Get lost!"
Xu Laoliu scratched the back of his head, then flashed away, rolling a little farther off. He was very obedient.
Everyone from Fragrant Blossom Garden listened closely to Guan Fangyi. If she had not taken them in back then, most of them would still be muddling about among the independent cultivators.
It was not merely gratitude they remembered. Back when their group had gained a foothold in Qi Capital, they had relied on Guan Fangyi's beauty.
To a certain extent, though these burly men were risking their lives for Guan Fangyi, they actually still felt guilty toward her.
How had they lived free of worries over food and clothing in Qi Capital? A woman,