Farewell

"Master, we're leaving." Zhouzhou held Qin Lie's hand and gestured towards Li Yuanming.

"Go, go." Li Yuanming grumbled. This rebellious disciple, even after a hundred days, was still like this. All she knew was to take advantage of him.

Zhouzhou happily ran up to him, hugged his leg, and rubbed her chubby little cheek against it. With a soft voice, she said, "Master, I don't want your dagger anymore. Chen Shizu gave me a precious item that has a knife in it. I can use that. Take care of yourself, okay?"

"Also, my birthday is coming up soon. Grandma said I should celebrate at home, so I might not be able to come back to the mountain. You have to come and see me, and don't forget to bring a gift!"

Upon hearing this, Li Yuanming's eyes widened. This rebellious disciple could only be moved for three seconds before revealing her true nature. He said irritably, "Didn't I already give you a birthday gift?"