Qi Xuan returned, and both siblings breathed a sigh of relief, truly fearing that he might not come back.
"If you need anything, call me. I need to cultivate now." Meaning, do not disturb unless necessary.
Xiao Wan nodded; Xiao Xun had no problem practicing on his own now. He certainly would not disturb their benefactor's cultivation.
Once a cultivator enters meditation, they lose track of time. When Qi Xuan awoke, it was already a month later, and it was now autumn. Observing the changes in the courtyard, he felt the seasons of a mortal year were too distinct.
Xiao Wan saw Qi Xuan come out and was extremely surprised.
Seeing the smile on her face, Qi Xuan also felt more relaxed. He's fearful of people with troubled expressions; isn't it better to face life with a smile every day? Misery lasts a lifetime; joy, too, is a lifetime.
Xiao Wan has now fully adapted to her present life. Even if the benefactor doesn't come out, knowing he is around gives her peace of mind.
