The old steward was momentarily stunned before remembering to salute, and just as he was about to kneel, a force supported him.
"There's no need for that before me," Pei Min said, and then he turned his gaze away from him, directing it towards Little Xinghe.
Pei Min extended his hand, gently holding Little Xinghe's wrist, and Sword Essence flowed into her body.
"Not bad."
A look of satisfaction appeared in Pei Min's eyes.
"I adopted you eight years ago, but from today, you officially become my first disciple."
Pei Min said plainly.
Little Xinghe widened her beautiful eyes, a bit in a daze, then blankly looked at the silent old steward by the side, "Grandpa Li... Am I really not a child of the Pei Family?"
The old steward stood by, wanting to comfort her, but with the ancestor present, he dared not act otherwise.
