I Don’t Want Your Life, I Want Your Intelligence

In the courtyard of Chi Yu villa's guest elder, Fu Huan sat on the roof with his hands supporting his chin and his elbows resting on his bent knees. He was bored to death as he stared at the empty courtyard.

Ever since those Immortal cultivators left, Chiyu Villa has been in a state of chaos.| It was very calm. As usual, nothing happened today, so she could only stare blankly on the roof alone.

Fu Huan looked at the sky and the earth and thought to himself, 'Today seems to be the sixth day since he left.'

She did not know how he and that Water Moon Dock's direct disciple were doing. Did he go to a cultivation sect to become son-in-law or will he come back to marry Gu Siyin?

Speaking of which, Little Miss Siyin had really been missing her meals and tea these few days. All she did was talk about Brother Junxuan, saying hello and quickly returning. She was almost turning into Liu Yuan.

"I'm really envious..." Fu Huan mumbled.