A faint smile turned up on Murong Xun's face. "Oh, child, your mystic meridians are quite good. You have a bright future ahead of you. If it weren't for the fact that my sect doesn't accept male disciples, I truly want to take you in."
He was praised by Mentor Murong!
An abashed smile appeared on Qiao Hu's face, and he respectfully bowed at Murong Xun again. "Thank you for your help, Mentor Murong."
Murong Xun waved her hand. "As a mentor of the Mystic Cultivator Association, helping young girls and boys to become a mystic cultivator is part of our duty."
"M-mentor! Please help our child trigger her meridians!"
"Mentor, please help my child…"
In a flash, a torrent of people rushed forward and nearly drowned Murong Xun in a sea of people.
