The little girl clung to her master's arm, relentless and persistent.
She emphasized the words "tonight" and "properly," her big watery eyes blinking, as she softly hugged her master.
Chen Ye's mind alarmed.
This girl, indeed, is up to no good!
Could it be that she wants to trouble her master again?
His old bones couldn't withstand his disciple's torment.
He asked casually, "Oh? Then what reward does Qing Jun want? I do have some Spirit Stones here that could buy you something..."
"I don't want a Flying Sword!"
Qing Jun immediately interrupted him, leaned her small face closer, and lowered her voice,
"Master, I've recently cultivated a technique. This technique requires your help..."
A Cultivation Technique?
Could it be a technique given by the Xu Family?
Chen Ye suspiciously glanced at Qing Jun, the little girl's eyes flickered, her small face serious, revealing no flaws.
But he was almost certain that there was something wrong with this cultivation technique!
