After Wang Teng received this news, he was about to set off for the Ancient Divine Hall.
At this time, Qian Xunji blocked the way again, speaking hesitantly.
"Master, you are going to the Ancient Divine Hall this time. The journey will be arduous, and having no one to attend to you is inconvenient. How about I let Xue'er accompany you to take care of your daily needs?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Teng was slightly taken aback.
Qian Lingxue, on the other hand, was beaming with joy, her face flushed red.
She seemed very happy with her grandfather's arrangement.
But Wang Teng glanced at her and shook his head inwardly.
This little girl is just about fifteen or sixteen years old, obviously still a fledgling. Taking her on the journey might be inconvenient.
Qian Xunji seemed to have read Wang Teng's thoughts and smiled while stroking his beard.
