Who would have thought that a five-year-old girl would be the master of the Immortal Mountain?
She subdued those cultivators who had cultivated for thousands of years. What is he, a nobody with only a few supernatural abilities? He's not even worthy of carrying her shoes.
"I don't dare to go either, but I think maybe she'll give the eldest brother the Marrow Cleansing Pill and an ancient book for starting cultivation tomorrow night."
Han Ling shared the same sentiment: An Wan is not to be trifled with.
Don't be fooled by her innocent-looking childlike appearance; she's actually a wolf in sheep's clothing.
I used to try to get close to him all the time, and every sentence I said was a ploy to get him to talk, which scared him so much that he didn't dare to say anything.
Fang Xing is really something else. Every time An Wan tries to trick him, he pretends to be stupid and gives irrelevant answers.
In the end, she couldn't do anything about him and had to give up.
"Boss, don't worry, Wanwan won't treat you badly. You're so good to her, buying her snacks and dresses." Fang Xing was flattering her again.
He Sichen's mood improved slightly.
Yes, he's been so good to An Wan. These past few months, he's tried his best to get whatever she wanted to eat, even if it was only available overseas, he used his own money and connections to send it over by plane.
I refuse to believe she's such a heartless ingrate; she's been so kind to the Lu family and Niu Ahong's family.
"Boss, tell us how the spiritual root test is done. Is it like what Xiye said?"
Fang Xing kept pestering him to hear the details of He Sichen's spiritual root test, since it was only the second time he had heard of it, and it was so close to the spirit-testing stone.
He Sichen: ...
"Boring." He glanced lazily at Fang Xing, then turned and walked back.
"Boss—"
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