A few days later, the day came for Lu Ruyan and Daoist Quanyi to depart.
A horse-drawn carriage, stuffed to the brim, was parked in front of the mansion.
Su Liyan picked up Lu Ruyan and kissed her a couple more times, saying gently, "My daughter, if you miss Mommy, you must come back and visit."
Lu Ruyan nodded. "Don't worry, Mommy. I'll take care of myself."
Daoist Quanyi gently took Lu Ruyan's little hand from Su Liyan.
Daoist Longchuan, who was standing to the side, chuckled. "Don't worry, everyone. I'll take good care of my Little Junior Sister."
Su Liyan shot him a cold glare. Daoist Longchuan quickly snapped his mouth shut, hiding his bright white teeth as he retreated to the side.
To show his sincerity in taking on a disciple, Daoist Quanyi pulled a golden token from his robes, grabbed Lu Yuan's hand, and placed it directly in his palm.
Seeing this, Daoist Longchuan's eyes lit up. 'Holy cow! This is the first time I've seen the real thing,' he thought.
