Chapter 152

Even though she knew it was wrong to be biased, she still couldn't help taking sides.

Nan Xun's lips moved. He lowered his head in silence.

Qi Zhuoyu glanced between them. As the senior disciple, he stepped in to smooth things over. "Junior Brother Nan has a Congenital Defect and cannot speak, so he cannot defend himself. But he can communicate with Uncle-Master Mu in a way unique to the Demon Race, and there is something he wants Junior Sister to know."

Qiao Ranran had long suspected Nan Xun couldn't speak. From beginning to end, she had never heard him utter so much as a syllable. It seemed like more than a simple inability to speak from birth could explain.

"Junior Brother Nan says he's sorry his actions caused you trouble. He can't excuse what he did, but he says he'll work hard to change." Qi Zhuoyu coughed. What came next was rather hard to say. "What he means is that you saved him, and you're very important to him. He hopes you'll give him a chance..."

"A chance?" Qiao Ranran broke into a broad grin. "Of course. We're fellow disciples, so we'll get along." She took out a Small Medicine Bottle and handed it to Nan Xun. "A gift for our first meeting. It'll help your meridians; take your time recovering. But I can't break my rules. My consultation fee still has to be paid, and so do the materials and spirit plants. Once you're ready, Junior Brother Nan, you can ask my master to refine the pill." At her current cultivation level, refining an Origin Returning Pill was still too much for her. She might as well pass it to Xi Lingge. "As for this spirit plant, I'll keep it for now in case you carelessly destroy it.