There's nothing else for me here, and the dust is too much; I must leave now.
"If there are no other matters, I shall take my leave now."
Just as Yun Ran was about to leave, Wan Ji, who had been like part of the background until now, hurriedly stepped forward and efficiently packed up the fortune-telling tools Yun Ran had used earlier.
Ginsengfruit glanced at him sideways, then stuffed his hands in his pockets, showing no displeasure at having his job taken over.
Doctor Yu watched Yun Ran and her group leave, his eyes clearly showing a trace of satisfaction.
A student following behind him suddenly spoke, "Teacher, Ranran must be the final disciple you've been waiting for."
Doctor Yu maintained his prior stance, not denying the student's inference when questioned.
His students, all bright as a requisite, were all very dear to him.
However, each of these students had fatal weaknesses, making them incapable of inheriting all his connections and resources.
