Mr. Qian was startled and scratched his head, "I didn't prepare so much at one time... How about two days?" His habit was exactly the same as that of his son Qian Zilu. Mr. Qian also knew in his heart that he had to cure Fu Ruo's condition.

Disease requires at least one soul-reviving pill. These magical medicines cannot be bought with money. It can cure Fu Ruo's disease, and it is worth the money.

What's more, for Mr. Qian, money is just a symbol and a number.

Ammu, "How about letting Xiaoyan go to school in Hang Er?"

Mr. Qian was happy, "This is simple, no problem to cover it for me." Then he added, "I happen to have a house over there in Jiuxi, and I gave it to Xiaoyan. It's close to the school, and it's convenient for going to school."

Kuang Yan, "Thank you, uncle."

Qian Ye's face lit up with joy when he was called uncle. He is a straight-tempered person. He likes to go straight and be cautious around his wife. When his wife is not around, he naturally does things as he pleases. The title of "Master" is too foreign.

It's not close enough at all, so it's more comfortable to call him casually.

Kuang Yan, "There is one more thing to trouble uncle."

Mr. Qian, "Whatever is troublesome or not, from now on, Xiaoyan, your business is my business."

Kuang Yan, "My grandpa is missing. Please help me keep an eye on it. There are two people I think are related to my grandpa's disappearance. One is named Liu Qiang and the other is Liu Dong. They are both from Liujia Village in Nanyang, Henan."

Mr. Qian nodded, "I've written it down."

Kuang Yan didn't mention Zhongli, firstly because she already knew Zhongli's identity, and secondly, with Zhongli's current identity and status, Mr. Qian may not be able to fight him, not to mention that Chongli is a cultivator whose strength is unclear.

, it’s better not to let Mr. Qian know.

Kuang Yan, "Thank you, uncle, let's go first."

Mr. Qian chuckled and said, "Be careful on the road and come here to play often."

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The sun is setting in the west, and its fiery red light reflects on the river. The Qiantang River is sparkling like a flame.

Kuang Yan and A Mu walked side by side along the river. The steamer whistle sounded occasionally, and the river water slapped against the embankment, which provided the soundtrack for this scene.

Amu, "Aren't you tired?"

Kuang Yan, "It's okay..." Kuang Yan has just improved her level, is full of energy, and doesn't feel tired at all.

Amu, "Isn't it cold?"

Kuang Yan, "It's not cold." Kuang Yan had the Wuling True Fire hidden in her dantian, and she didn't feel the ordinary cold at all.

Amu took off his coat and put it on Kuangyan, "Don't be too pushy. Although I don't know what method you used to treat Furuo, I will definitely not sleep for the past three days... You have just recovered from a serious illness, so you need a lot of rest."

Kuang Yan stopped, turned around, and looked straight at A Mu, "Why are you so nice to me."

Amu still had that Maitreya-like smile on his face.

Kuang Yan, "Sometimes, I really hate your smile." This smile cannot give Kuang Yan the answer she wants, nor can it allow Kuang Yan to discern Amu's heart, and it makes Kuang Yan unable to see it.

He sees himself differently from others.

Amu, "I am an orphan, Master raised me up. When I was a child, I had no expression on my face, I couldn't laugh, cry, or get angry..."

Amu, "Master said that I am naturally cold-blooded and ruthless, and my evil aura is too strong. If I don't resolve it, I may become a great murderer in the future and cause harm to the world."

Kuang Yan looked at Amu with wide eyes, "What then?"
Chapter completed!