The spirit beast stood on the table and said solemnly, "As long as you are spiritually rich, your Chu Jie won't ever see you as a poor wretch."
"Spiritually rich?" Chu Chuan asked. He didn't understand.
"Clothes," Xiao Li said. "My mother used to tell me not to wear torn clothes, or else people would think our family can't afford clothes, which means we're very poor. But my parents never bought clothes for themselves. They always bought them for me." Her voice trembled as she spoke.
Chu Chuan felt that Xiao Li was still like a child. After all these years, she hadn't grown much taller. He was now much taller than Xiao Li, but unfortunately, he still couldn't match her in strength.
Now that Chu Chuan had advanced to the Foundation Establishment Realm, he was excited. However, as he got closer to his goal, the only thing that worried him was seeing Chu Jie again.
He couldn't quite imagine what Chu Jie might look like now.