Because there were a few unfamiliar people around, Duan Yingying sat there a little awkwardly, not even daring to raise her head. It was Feng Jiu, who was sitting next to her, who told her not to be nervous and talked to her, that gradually eased the atmosphere.
Gray Wolf and Ying Yi also sat down at Feng Jiu's instruction, but they only dared to sit at the end of the table and did not dare to sit too close to their master. It was like two tables were merged together, and they sat on the lower one.
Everyone was drinking and chatting, having a very relaxing and enjoyable meal. Outside, City Lord Duan, who had no idea how lively things were going on inside, was still wondering how serious Feng Jiu's injury was. Would those people inside be unable to take care of her
However, because they had been told not to go in and disturb them, he did not send anyone in.
After the meal, Gray Wolf went outside to call someone in to clean the table, while the others took a walk in the garden together. Even Duan Yingying followed behind them, quietly.
"Xiaojiu, since he is here, let them accompany you to Tianshan. I will leave tomorrow as I have some things to deal with." Guan Xilin told Fengjiu beside him about his plan.
"You're not going to Tianshan with us?" She was a little surprised. They had clearly agreed on this, so why did he leave when Xuanyuan Moze came? He didn't even say he had anything else to do before!
He nodded and said, "Well, I won't go. I plan to deal with things first. Then I will go to Leng Shuang's place and meet my stepmother."
"Okay then! Take care of yourself out there."
"Don't worry about me. After all, I'm a man who has experienced a lot of things. I don't care about ordinary dangers." Guan Xilin laughed loudly, looked at Xuanyuan Moze, and said, "Please take good care of my sister."
Xuanyuan Moze glanced at him and nodded.
"Then let's go tomorrow!" Feng Jiu said to Xuanyuan Moze. When they arrived at the garden in the courtyard, she stopped and looked at a spiritual medicine in it: "That's the one. I'll go pick it first and leave at dawn tomorrow, so as not to alarm anyone."
She walked inside, shouting to Duan Yingying behind her: "Yingying, lend me your small shovel."
Hearing Feng Jiu's words, Duan Yingying took out a small iron shovel from the space and handed it to Feng Jiu, then stood aside and watched. She knew that she came here for this magical medicine, saying that it was the reward for her curing her grandfather.
Seeing her digging out the spiritual medicine and transplanting it into the space along with the soil, she was a little surprised: "Won't the spiritual medicine die if you do this?" Generally, spaces can only store dead things, and spiritual medicine is no exception. Even if she moved the soil in, I'm afraid it wouldn't survive.
“No.” Feng Jiu smiled and handed the small shovel back to her: “We will leave tomorrow, so you won’t have to say goodbye to your father. If he asks, just tell him that I dug up the spiritual medicine!”
"Yeah." Duan Yingying nodded, feeling a little reluctant: "Will you come again in the future?"
Fengjiu smiled and shook her head: "I probably won't come. The place I'm going to is not here. Didn't I give you two books? Remember to practice hard. It will be good for you if you learn the skills."