"Weren't we going to eat? Let's go."
Watching Wu Qing'e, Fu Hua gently shook her head... then spoke again.
"Oh, oh, Immortal, please come with me..."
Upon hearing that, Wu Qing'e breathed a sigh of relief and immediately smiled. The Immortal had not held it against her or gotten angry with her.
She really was an Immortal with a cold exterior and a warm heart...
Wu Qing'e hurriedly led Fu Hua toward the dining hall.
After they had finished eating, Fu Hua watched Wu Qing'e proactively cleaning up and could not resist... reaching out to grab her inverted figure-eight hairstyle.
"Imm... Immortal..."
Her hair having been grabbed, Wu Qing'e stopped what she was doing. She turned around and looked at Fu Hua beside her in confusion.
"Come formally become my disciple first thing tomorrow morning!"
As Wu Qing'e looked at her, Fu Hua's face remained expressionless. She merely released her hand calmly, thought for a moment... then left those words behind before turning and walking out of the dining hall.
"B-become a disciple..."
"The Immortal agreed to take me in?"
Watching Fu Hua leave, Wu Qing'e stood there blankly for quite a while before finally reacting.
She had officially become the Immortal's disciple?
The joy in her heart made Wu Qing'e want to run three laps around Yangzhou City, but after looking at the sky, she restrained herself. Still, she could not suppress the excitement and exhilaration in her heart no matter what.
There was no point even thinking about sleeping tonight...
And that was indeed the case. Wu Qing'e was so excited that she did not sleep all night.
By the next day, two dark circles had appeared beneath Wu Qing'e's eyes.
None of Them Were Reliable?
The sky had not yet brightened the next day, but