In the depths of Medicine King Valley, the Young Valley Master and college beauty, Qin Yurou, was quietly reclining on the balcony on the second floor. Her white dress unstained by dust, her stunning face seemed to shame even the bright moon.
"Young Master, the Sect Leader is indeed very understanding. He still cares about your feelings. Look, he has already ordered that none of the Medicine King Valley disciples can engage Shen Qiang in Dan Fighting," said the cheerful girl, Abi, her bright eyes dancing with a smile. "He really is taking care of his future son-in-law with great attention."
Qin Yurou's pretty face blushed slightly, and she said coyly, "Little Abi, you're talking nonsense again. Why didn't you go see him in the restaurant?"
