"Of course, if this child just wants to play a little, we wouldn't force her to stay. We hope that after leaving our sect, she can return to live well in the Celestial Craft Workshop."
That's exactly Yuchi's intention.
First, marvel at how wealthy this Celestial Craft Workshop is; second, wonder about Bu Huoran's true identity in the workshop; third, think that it's best just to touch on the matter and not force Bu Luohua to consume unnecessary elixirs, wasting money unnecessarily.
A thousand taels a month is enough.
For a little Luohua who hasn't even reached the Mortal Realm, how many elixirs could she consume?
Impossible.
"Alright! Thank you for this." Bu Huoran stood up, gracefully approached Yuchi, and deeply bowed.
"You're welcome."
Startled by Bu Huoran's sudden action and stepping back, Yuchi laughed sincerely and bowed, "From now on, I'll let my sect's little junior uncle contact you. Yuchi is indeed a very good young man."
