Chang Qiwen naturally accepted Xia Hui's kindness.
But he did not agree with her.
Nor did he dare say that this friend was Jiang Man.
Instead, he carefully took his leave of her.
Although he did not know this senior's purpose, she did not seem to harbor any ill intent.
Still, he would not tell her about Little Fatty and the others.
She was a senior at Primordial Spirit Perfection.
The strongest among them was only at Foundation Establishment.
They were not people of the same world at all.
The gap was like a heavenly chasm.
To his knowledge, the difference between these realms was impossible to bridge.
They would never stand on equal footing.
So it was best to keep their contact to a minimum.
After that, Chang Qiwen took his leave.
Xia Hui frowned, but did not take it to heart.
She wanted to save this man. Although he was weak and poorly talented, he was quite easy to get along with.
He seemed respectful, yet had his own stubborn convictions.
"Come to think of it, why didn't a Foundation Establishment cultivator standing before me have that sense of inferiority from being insignificant?"
"He seemed quite sure of himself. Although he acted respectfully and politely, deep down, he didn't have that sense of lowliness."
It was not that he disregarded Primordial Spirit cultivators.
Rather, even Primordial Spirit did not seem so impossibly far above him.
That was it.
"Even if he achieves Golden Core Advancement, Primordial Spirit should still be impossibly beyond his reach."
"Is he missing a screw?"
"Too uneducated to understand the weight of Primordial Spirit?"
Xia Hui thought that was quite likely.
After all, he had never studied in a sect.
Soon, she arrived at Spirit Spring Mountain. Although she no longer worked here, she