"She woke up and saw that you weren't here, so she started crying. No matter how I tried to soothe her, nothing worked, so I had to bring her here to find you." Shui Qinghan said helplessly.
"Dean, where's my dad?"
"He went to find work."
"Why is he still looking for work? I already gave him money."
"He said he couldn't stand being idle and felt stifled, so he found some odd jobs at a blacksmith's shop in the city. Before he left this morning, he even asked me whether any nearby shops were hiring."
Shui Yue'er sat beside them and asked curiously, "Why can't he stand being idle? I wish I could be idle. I'd cultivate all day, even if it wore me to death."
Shui Qinghan knocked her on the head and scolded, "All you think about is playing. Uncle Wu has been busy his whole life. Of course he wouldn't be used to having nothing to do."
"By the way, I brought you some food. Bing'er, come up and eat."
Shui Bing'er opened her eyes in the spring, and the Icefire True Phoenix Martial Soul withdrew.
She stood up and walked out of the blue spring, completely drenched. Her thin clothes clung to her body, outlining her slender waist and the curves of her chest.
Water droplets fell from the ends of her hair, gathering into rivulets along her collarbone.
She took two steps before realizing that Wu Changkong was watching her, his gaze lingering on her soaked clothing.
Shui Yue'er was the first to react. She jabbed Wu Changkong with her elbow. "Class monitor, does she look good?"
"I wasn't looking."
"Liar. I saw you looking."
Shui Bing'er had not thought anything of it at first, but after Shui Yue'er made such a fuss, she