Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“I’ve drained it already and Uncle Qiu told me that the stone was really expensive… Sister, I don’t think I should go on cultivating anymore. We can’t afford it…”
Xiaoqi grew sadder as he spoke and he was almost in tears. He was ashamed of himself for costing his family so much.
Looking at her younger brother, Feng Wu was amused. She then rubbed his head the way one would a puppy. It felt really nice to touch.
She then said confidently, “It’s just one top-grade spiritual stone. Don’t worry. We can afford it.”
“But Sister, I used up one stone in a day —”
Top-grade spiritual stones were so expensive!
“Uncle Qiu said that one top-grade stone can cost as much as ten years’ worth of expenses for a household of three! I spent all that money in one day…” Feng Xiaoqi was contrite.
“But you’re making rapid progress at the same time. I’ve found a place that can provide us with limitless top-grade spiritual stones. Soon, we won’t have to worry about spiritual stones anymore.” Feng Wu reassured him.
Feng Xiaoqi almost jumped up in excitement. “Really? Sister, really?”
Feng Wu rubbed his head again. “Of course. Have I ever lied to you?”
Feng Xiaoqi couldn’t recall even one occasion where his sister hadn’t told him the truth, and she always kept her promises. He beamed at that thought.
“Little Feng Wu, am I that easy to overlook?”
There was a wistful voice from a shaded corner.
Feng Wu turned around and saw that it was Yu Mingye.
He wore a dark purple robe today, which gave him an unruly and haughty look. He actually looked the way a superior cultivator should look.
Feng Wu was reminded that Yu Mingye was incredibly capable himself. After all, he was as famous as Jun Linyuan. However, Yu Mingye seemed to be rather silly around her, which made her constantly ignore his capabilities.
Feng Wu frowned. “What are you doing here?”
“Gosh, little Feng Wu, how forgetful can you be?” Yu Mingye glared at her.
“What?”
“Didn’t you ask me to get that job for your uncle? I’ve been running back and forth the whole day to get it done. And not only didn’t you offer me anything to drink, you asked me what I’m doing here? That’s just not acceptable,” Yu Mingye protested in an aggrieved tone.
Feng Wu was embarrassed…
“Exactly what am I to you?!” Yu Mingye complained.
Feng Wu said, “Well — I’m so sorry. So much happened today and I’m still trying to digest everything. Do forgive me. Right, the job?”
Feng Wu didn’t find Yu Mingye all that reliable and she hadn’t placed much hope in his promise. However, it seemed that he had gotten it done when he had been out for a stroll.
Yu Mingye gloated at the mention of it. Sticking out his chest and lifting his chin, he said, “Of course. It was a piece of cake.”
He then took a note out of his chest pocket and waved it in Feng Wu’s face.
“What is it?” Feng Wu asked.
“What do you think?”
“Show me.” Feng Wu reached for the note, but Yu Mingye raised his hand over his head.
“Beg me and I’ll give it to you —” said Yu Mingye arrogantly.
Feng Wu took a deep breath. What was wrong with these men? As if one Jun Linyuan wasn’t enough, Yu Mingye was saying that, too?
Feng Wu cast a stern look at Yu Mingye, then turned to leave.
