Snatching Talismans

Feng Yanli's words struck a chord with Father Feng. He hesitated a little. "But what if we say too much and accidentally offend that Master?"

"That Master is indeed capable, but haven't we also done a lot for him?" Feng Yanli rolled her eyes and said, "He looks like he's in a hurry to cultivate. When the time comes, Dad, you…" Feng Yanli whispered in her father's ear.

"Is that good?" Father Feng was a little hesitant. "If the fate of that classmate of yours is worse than the previous one, then wouldn't all your efforts be wasted?"

"Dad, those who are cowardly starve to death and those who are bold stuff themselves!" Feng Yanli made a forceful case. "If we don't make more plans for ourselves, and that Master doesn't need us anymore, it'll be hard to make requests of him then. Plus, you're still a struggling tycoon. Don't you want to quickly squeeze into upper crust society? You won't have to curry favor with others; by then, others will be fawning on you!"