Though not even the girl herself had dared to hope for it, Lu Yang had actually done it.
All of a sudden, she felt that her situation no longer seemed quite so hopeless.
Lu Yang had no backing, no roots—just an ordinary man. Yet with nothing but the few talents Heaven had bestowed upon him, he had carved his way through every obstacle and made it this far.
Her own resources were ten thousand times better than his. There was no reason she couldn't succeed.
Her interest in Lu Yang had suddenly grown a little stronger.
"I never imagined he could accomplish this much in just over a year," the old woman said, marveling. "It seems we should contact the Qianfeng Merchant Association in Wanlin Prefecture and find out what's been happening there lately."
The girl nodded, neither agreeing nor objecting to the old woman's plan.
In truth, she was just as curious about how Lu Yang had managed it.
In barely over a year, he had gone from a lowly Xiantian Realm martial artist to taking the stage in Qing Province. The journey must have been extraordinary.
"Granny, I'm going to meet him!" The girl suddenly rose to her feet. Her features twisted and shifted until she finally took the form of a woman with soft features and modest beauty.
Had Lu Yang been standing there, he would surely have recognized her as Xu Ya, the girl who had served him several times at the Qianfeng Merchant Association in Black Mountain County.
The old woman's expression turned stern. "Go ahead, but remember who you are, Ya'er. No matter how capable that boy is, he's still just a country bumpkin. Don't go getting any ideas about him."
"Don't worry, Granny. I know what I'm doing." Xu Ya nodded without another