Fu Hua called a halt to the exercise, shook her head with a sigh, and reluctantly stuffed the Xuanyuan Sword into Zhao Bai's arms. The moment he held it, all of her earlier irritation vanished.
"Looks like I can't live without you after all."
Zhao Bai casually stroked her chin, and the Xuanyuan Sword narrowed its eyes like a kitten.
Fu Hua sighed again.
He gave Fu Hua a master-disciple salute and carefully left, leaving her standing there alone like a solitary old soul.
Come to think of it, she had not worked in a long time.
Now she was lonely—very lonely.
When he returned home with the Xuanyuan Sword, Theresa, the gaming shut-in, eagerly gathered the child into her arms. She seemed to let out a sigh of relief. She had an instinctive aversion to Fu Hua, who had tried to snatch the child away. Like an older sister, she gently rubbed the Xuanyuan Sword's belly and looked up.
"Aren't you busy with that inner demon thing?"
Theresa was quite interested as well.
"I think being invincible for too long has made you a little full of yourselves. Just go back to being mortal and get beaten up a few times."
Zhao Bai nodded, feeling that Theresa was absolutely right.
She continued, "I happen to have a mission here. A Stigmata was recently unearthed in London. It belongs to the legendary detective Sherlock Holmes, and it contains a test. Want to give it a try?"
After all that, she still wanted to trick him into working for the school for free.
Zhao Bai nodded.
"Bronya likes detective games. Why not invite her along? Though she has to help Kiana study these next few days."
"I know exactly what my niece is like."
Theresa waved her hand. "Invite her if