"You're giving away such a rare Immortal Herb just like that?" Dugu Yan had watched the whole thing unfold. Turning to Feng Baiyu, she spoke with a hint of playful sweetness. "Young Master, you're really generous. I'm more and more convinced that following you was the right choice!"
"Mm, that's right." A faint smile played on Feng Baiyu's lips, but his eyes held a leader's unshakable certainty. "Everyone except that simpleton Feng Xiaotian, who's still too young, is utterly loyal to the Feng Family. Giving them a few opportunities is only right."
"Yan Yan, you don't need to envy them." Feng Baiyu looked at Dugu Yan, his tone steady and sure. "The Immortal Herbs you took were far more precious than the ones I gave them!"
"Just in terms of value, all five of the herbs I gave away put together couldn't compare to your two."
"I-I'm not envious." Dugu Yan turned her head away, her face a little red.
She had known the young master for only a few days, and most of that time had been spent absorbing the two Immortal Herbs. Yet those few short days had already completely changed the course of her life.
Dugu Yan was at the age when a girl's heart first stirred, and she had happened to meet a man as astonishingly gifted as Feng Baiyu. It was only natural that fanciful thoughts would arise in her heart.
If... if she could become the young master's woman, how wonderful would that be?
At the thought, Dugu Yan's pretty face began to burn.
How mortifying.
Feng Baiyu didn't notice the change in Dugu Yan's expression. He summoned Little Black again to check whether its Martial Soul had undergone a beneficial evolution.
But no matter how closely Feng Baiyu examined Little Black, it seemed