Wentian froze for a moment. Looking at her back, he then shook his head and laughed. "This girl seems to be fine now. She just suffered an emotional setback, yet she still has the mind to ponder these things.
"She has grown up too."
"But that is true. How could the sons and daughters of my Jianyi family be trapped by feelings?"
The corners of Wentian's mouth lifted slightly, and he was rather pleased.
It was all because he taught them well.
For several days in a row.
Jianyi Deling did not take a single step out of the artifact-refining room. Instead, quite a few materials continuously entered. Most were secular materials.
Qingjiang County City.
A horse carriage drove into the city, then stopped not far from the entrance.
A young man and a young woman stepped down from the carriage.
They were Ren Xiaoyao and Jianyi Mingyuan's second daughter, Jianyi Derong.
"You stay here and watch the carriage. You follow us around the streets. Later, help carry things."
"Yes, Miss Rong."
