The lavish meal earlier had been personally cooked by Zhao Chengmeng.
After all, it was rare for her daughter to make a friend...
An ordinary young disciple would surely have been trembling with apprehension at such treatment, but Chi Jiuyu was not nervous at all.
She had followed Martial Uncle all over the place before and met plenty of seniors. There was no way she could get nervous!
She had even eaten dishes personally cooked by Spirit Ancestor!
Of course, when facing a senior like this, she still had to be a little more polite.
It was a matter of upbringing!
"Don't worry. Your child is doing very well," Zhao Ruohan said as well.
Your child...
Hiss!
Hearing that self-reference made Chi Jiuyu break out in goosebumps.
Still, she could understand it. After all, Senior Zhao Chengmeng was already very, very old, and she had only emerged from seclusion a few decades ago. Many of her notions differed from those of a modern person like Chi Jiuyu.
Emm...
Come to think of it, Martial Uncle was also very, very old, and he had only emerged from seclusion too. So why had he never given her that sort of feeling?
Other than being a bit of a cryptic riddle-speaker, having a bit of a wicked sense of humor, and loving to scatter opportunities everywhere...
Chi Jiuyu's thoughts raced as she let her imagination run wild.
"Alright, I won't disturb you young people any longer." Zhao Chengmeng rose to her feet.
If she stayed, they would feel restrained as well.
And Jiuyu had come to learn the "Talisman Sword" from Qianqian, so it was better for her not to interfere too much.
"Alright." Zhao Ruohan nodded slightly.
Chi Jiuyu also snapped back to her senses and hurriedly said, "Take care, Senior!"
Zhao