Upon learning that Chen Muxue had actually allowed Changgui to read all of Qian Ding Sect's secret techniques on alchemy, Huo Lian's gaze toward Changgui immediately changed.
"Yes, it's a kind of fruit. Later, I'll have Qixi buy some of each fruit to let you have a good taste."
Huo Lian's attitude towards Changgui was now very kind.
"All of them?" Changgui's eyes were sparkling. "Uncle Huo Lian really is rich!"
Although the Qian Ding Sect could now afford fruit, Changgui still vaguely remembered the days before when they couldn't even eat enough food. He recalled once the Sect Leader carried grain to sell and brought back a large watermelon, making everyone very happy.
In fact, such days were not far in the past, and for someone Changgui's age, they took up most of his life. To him, these current days of good food and drink and traveling in luxurious carriages felt like a dream.
It felt like waking up would return him to the past in an instant.
