"I'm looking forward to it!" Qu Xinlan let out a gleeful smile.
"There are many more things to learn. My knowledge is limited." Xiu Wanxue's mood was good.
"But if I don't have the spiritual root, I cannot practice spiritual power." Qu Xinlan calmed himself down after a moment of excitement.
"Don't think much; you'll be fine." Even if he couldn't practice, she would find a way to help him.
As she was about to speak, the communication bracelet on her wrist lit up.
Xiao Xue, is it you? Are you back? [Where are you?] The man's urgent voice uttered.
[Xiao Xue (Little Snow), where are you?]
[Xue'er (Snow), you're back! Tell me, where are you now?]
"Uncle Ru, I'm back!" Xiu Wanxue responded contentedly.
Two other men, who didn't hear her calling their names, went quiet. They felt hurt, but they smiled bitterly. It was really their delusion to think that Xuexue had forgiven them completely.
