Xiao Si nodded. He had not read much since he was a child, and now he had to start learning from learning to read. He had already taught himself a lot.
"I didn't expect you to be so hardworking. Keep it up. I'm rooting for you." Yan Ying gave Xiao Si an approving look.
He Qing's gaze lightly fell on the open window, his cold eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Be careful." He Qing said softly.
Yan Ying immediately became alert and looked towards the window.
Xiao Si frowned. It seemed that he had to strengthen the defense of Xingyue Pavilion as soon as possible. He couldn't let her get into danger when she came here.
The Lingxuan sword on He Qing's waist circled and flew out of the window, and flew back after a while without any gain.
"No one." He Qing said lightly.
He clearly sensed danger outside the window, so how could there be no one there...
"No one?" Yan Ying walked to the window in confusion, stood by the window and looked out.
There were not many people on the streets of Fuzhou, and one could see the entire street at a glance.
At the corner of the street where Yan Ying couldn't see, a man in black stood with his hands behind his back.
Cen Ji looked at the figure outside the window, and his stern eyes instantly became gentle.
He hadn't seen Xiao Gui for a month. He had just received the news that she had left the sect, so he followed her.
Unexpectedly, he happened to meet someone who was desperate to attack the little ghost, so he solved the problem.
A month passed, Cen Ji's face was still pale, and his body looked even thinner than before.
He heard everything the little ghost said to him, but he didn't dare to reply to her.
He really wanted to say something to her, wanted to stand in front of her, tell her all the difficulties he had encountered these days, and tell her all his thoughts about her.
Cen Ji saw someone walk up to Yan Ying and close the window. The man looked about the same age as the little ghost. The little ghost was chatting and laughing with the man, with his eyebrows and eyes curved with laughter.
"Qi Jiang!" Cen Ji's face turned gloomy and he called out.
"My Lord." Qi Jiang saluted and appeared.
"Go investigate and find out who sent the people today," Cen Ji said coldly. "And...this Xingyue Pavilion."
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