Fortunately.
Chen Ye was an expert on little girls, and besides, little girls were the easiest creatures in the world to coax.
He pinched his disciple's nose and said softly:
"Qing Jun, listen carefully to your master. In this world, it's easy to add flowers to brocade, but hard to send charcoal in the snow."
"Aunt Mao is indeed rich and can give us lots of things. But in your master's heart, all those dead objects added together aren't worth even one of your fingers."
Qing Jun looked suspiciously at her master.
How could she believe that!
In the past, her master would accompany her all day long, but now this master could only spare time once in a very, very long while.
Didn't that mean those wicked women had "bought" her master's time with Spirit Stones!
Chen Ye recalled the old days and smiled:
