That's right, it's care.
Perhaps for a young female cultivator, taking care of a man older than herself might sound a bit ambiguous.
But in Zhao Yushuang's heart,
there wasn't the slightest improper thought.
Her thoughts were simple:
Chen Ye's talent in Alchemy Dao was unprecedented for her.
Yet, such a remarkable talent was so low-key that he ended up in the hands of those in power, becoming a plaything.
What a pity.
If she could help him shake off that humiliation and let him practice Alchemy in peace at Danxia Peak, restoring his Dao heart, it would count as recovering a true master of Alchemy Dao for the sect.
"Instructor Chen."
Zhao Yushuang's graceful steps moved lightly, her beautiful eyes shimmering, a smile on her lips,
