Wang Jianfei quickly delivered the Qilin, his attitude was sincere, even humble.
After putting down the Qilin, he wanted to say some complimentary words.
Yun Qi said lightly, "There's nothing more for you here. You don't need to come to us in the future. This Qilin has nothing to do with you anymore, but you must remember today's choice, and you can't harbor any resentment in the future."
"Yes, yes, I'll remember what Little Master said."
Wang Jianfei, as if shaking off a heavy burden, hurriedly left.
Yun Qiuce saw him depart like a satisfied weasel and quickly asked, "Xiaoqi, what do you mean by what you just said? Will their family be punished for abandoning the Qilin?"
"Not really, it's just that an ordinary family can't afford to raise a Qilin. However, their family's fortune will end here, and the next generation will have to rely on themselves. But for a family that has been riding on external fortune to sail smoothly, the descendants mostly won't accomplish much."
