When Xie Junheng returned to the chancellor's residence, his servant was still seething.
"Young master, that Charlatan was utterly insolent!"
"Who does he think he is, pretending to be some lofty recluse? Even someone like Young Master Ye is approachable, yet a man running a shabby stall dared treat you with such airs!"
Xie Junheng walked beneath the covered corridor, listening to the soft chime of the wind bells under the eaves, his expression mild.
He did not correct the contempt in the servant's words, merely asking suddenly, "I heard Brother Tianchen will be coming to Purple Dusk soon?"
The servant instantly stopped complaining. His eyes lit up, and his expression turned visibly smug.
"Yes!"
"My brother-in-law... ahem, Young Master Ye will arrive in Purple Dusk in a few days. He should visit the residence then, and see my elder sister while he's here."
Xie Junheng nodded.
"Come to think of it, since you and your sister have the aptitude to cultivate, keeping you here as servants is rather a waste."
Hearing this, the servant straightened his back, inwardly taking great pride in it.
"Indeed."
"If Young Master Ye hadn't visited that day and happened to see my sister serving tea, then noticed that we both had spiritual roots, I would never have known we possessed such exceptional gifts."
The exceptional gifts of four spiritual roots?
Xie Junheng lowered his eyes and said no more on that subject, only saying gently, "Then when Brother Tianchen visits this time, I'll speak with him about your sister."
"She is, after all, one of our people. We can hardly let her stay with him without a proper title or standing."
"Xiao An, if your sister truly has the fortune to enter the Immortal Sects, the chancellor's residence will naturally prepare her dowry. You