"You're becoming more and more like that kid. But... so am I." Fat Monk sighed and turned to leave.
But the instant he turned around, Fat Monk saw a familiar figure. It was Gu Qianqian.
Gu Qianqian was following beside a woman, selling ordinary medicinal pills to the people around them.
"Qianqian." Fat Monk smiled and walked over.
Gu Qianqian glanced at Fat Monk, then backed away several steps in succession, shaking her head. "Who are you? I don't know you."
Fat Monk froze, his face soon filling with disbelief. Had she tossed him aside after using him?
Gu Qianqian bit her lip at the sight of Fat Monk's expression, lowered her head, and said nothing more.
"I thought you were different from Wu Yue. Turns out, you two..." Fat Monk's disappointed voice rang out, but before he could finish, Feng Qiwen came to his side and patted his shoulder.
"Qianqian, who are these two? Are they the masters your father said brought you to Central State?" A gentle voice sounded as Qiu Yuan approached.
Hearing this, Gu Qianqian hurriedly shook her head. "No, Mother, it's not them. Let's go sell pills somewhere else."
"You child, you've never known how to lie since you were little. These masters helped us so much—how can you treat them like this? Masters, I'm this child's mother. Thank you, both of you." Qiu Yuan smiled sweetly.
Yet her gaze settled on the Rings of Holding on their hands.
Feng Qiwen noticed this, and his brows gradually furrowed.
Fat Monk merely waved a hand, his face full of anguish. "Forget it. Fat Monk was just being sentimental. No need to thank me."
"How could that do? You two helped us so much. We must thank you properly no matter what. How about this? Come sit