"I'm not afraid of risks. I just want to take some of the burden off your shoulders."
Qiuling knelt down and prostrated herself on the floor. She had never sounded so serious.
Feng Wu didn't know what to say.
Qiuling went on. "I'm only a Level 3 Spiritual Master and my progress is just too slow. Miss —"
Feng Wu said, "What if I tell you a shortcut, but there's a 50% chance that you'll die in the process…"
"I'm willing to take that risk!"
Feng Wu said, "You have seven days to think about it."
She then left the bathroom with a solemn look on her face.
Her family was on edge because she wasn't powerful enough. They only wanted to help her.
Feng Wu knew that she had to get stronger! There was no time to waste!
She arrived at Fang Manor next door.
Steward Fang wasn't surprised to see her.
"Miss Feng, my master is expecting you. The usual place."
Feng Wu nodded.
