"Damn it... why is Master still asking about cultivation? Shouldn't he be concerned about Senior Sister?"
The little girl realized the topic had been changed again and was annoyed at herself for responding too quickly. She puffed up her cheeks and earnestly said,
"Master, why are you asking about cultivation now! You should be comforting Senior Sister! As long as you go, she won't be sad anymore!"
"Once you embark on the path of cultivation and reach the Qi Cultivation Fifth Layer, you are a Cultivator."
Chen Ye's voice was calm,
"Cultivators defy fate, so there is no reason to need constant comfort from others. Besides, this bitter fruit is one she planted with her own hands."
He wanted to reach out and ruffle Qing Jun's hair, but the little girl turned away in a huff, quickly slipping behind Mao Qingzhu, peeking out with half her little head:
"Hmph! Master is bad!"
