Chen Xin froze, surprise flashing across his face. "So soon?"
For the past few days, he had been accompanying Ning Rongrong everywhere for fun and had not paid much attention at all to how the ten Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples were progressing in their studies.
Besides, in his estimation, learning to use an entire set of Soul Tools, along with mastering basic repair techniques, should have taken at least a month or two, shouldn't it?
Seeing his stunned expression, Luo Can did not know whether to laugh or cry. "You've been here for so many days. Haven't you paid any attention to your sect's disciples' progress?"
"No." Chen Xin answered with perfect justification, without the slightest shame. "I've been playing with Rongrong the whole time."
He even secretly complained to himself, These disciples are learning far too quickly. They've greatly shortened the time Rongrong and I can spend together!
Ning Rongrong looked at Chen Xin, then at Luo Can, before piping up sweetly, "Grandpa Sword, Rongrong has had enough fun too. From now on, I need to focus on cultivating. So... you should go back."
Those words were like an invisible sharp sword, instantly piercing through Chen Xin's heart.
His heart shattered into pieces.
Yet outwardly, he maintained his usual calm and detached appearance. He nodded composedly. "Mm, Rongrong is right. Then we'll set out tomorrow morning and return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"After you return, help me send my regards to Dad and Grandpa Bone," Ning Rongrong added.
"Mm, certainly." Chen Xin smiled and nodded. Only then did he cup his hands toward Luo Can. "I'll go see how well the disciples have mastered everything."
With that, he turned around and left, pausing with every step.
No matter how one looked at it, his