"Not willing!"
Nan Shiying took a sip of chicken soup, refusing Qing Zhu's offer.
Old Du clicked his tongue.
It seemed Qing Zhu still didn't understand his disciple. With her talent, if she were as diligent as Qing Zhu, she would have surpassed him long ago. If it weren't for Ji Jin Mo, this girl's interest in medicine was even less than her interest in poison.
Qing Zhu nodded and said, "Then Junior Uncle, I'll leave Qing Yuan to you."
Qing Yuan: "…?"
Did you even hear what you're saying?
Nan Shiying hummed.
For Qing Zhu, the Myriad Herbs Collection was quite tempting. Qing Yuan was a lazy worm who wanted to sleep after eating, but Qing Zhu was diligent. Since the Myriad Herbs Collection was previously for the cherished collection and later passed to Ji Cheng, and now Ji Feng snatched it to give to the juniors of the Qing generation of the Third Peak for special tutoring, how could Qing Zhu miss this opportunity?
Qing Zhu took his leave. Qing Yuan opened her mouth, but finally decided to play dead.
What if her senior brother changed his mind and dragged her along?
It was better to avoid trouble, and returning to the Third Peak was nowhere as relaxed and comfortable as staying with her grand-uncle.
Old Du took a bite of chicken and suddenly remembered something. Ji Wu was Hui Ji's disciple, right? Then why did Qing Zhu and Qing Yuan call him Grand-Uncle? Were they rebelling!
"Qing Yuan, why do you call me Grand-Uncle? Shouldn't you call me Uncle-Grandmaster?"
Qing Yuan: "…"
You've been calling me that for so long, and you only just realized?
Qing Yuan thought to herself, but still explained, "Replying to Grand-Uncle, my master…" Qing Yuan chose her words carefully and organized the relationships. Her master, Ji Wu, was supposed to join the Valley Master's lineage upon his entry. However, the Valley Master suddenly went into seclusion at the time, so her master was placed under Junior Uncle Hui Ji's tutelage. Although they grew up on the Third Peak, in terms of seniority, they were considered people of the First Peak.
Qing Yuan didn't quite understand why her master, despite being assigned to the Third Peak, could still retain the identity of a First Peak disciple. However, this was how her master told them, so they also followed this ranking.
"There's such a thing? How come I don't know?"
Did he have amnesia? Or had he been living in a fake Medicine King Valley all these years?
Qing Yuan: "How would I know!"
You ask me, who am I supposed to ask!
Old Du frowned slightly. Ji Wu had always been Hui Ji's disciple. When they called him Grand-Uncle, he hadn't paid attention. Now, upon inquiry, he heard such an answer. Although he had stayed out of worldly affairs back then, he should have heard something about such matters. How could he be completely unaware?
Nan Shiying turned her head to look at Old Du.
"Did you lose your memory?"
Old Du shook his head: "No!"
Nan Shiying's long lashes drooped slightly, the corners of her eyes covering the darkness within. The corners of her mouth curved into an arc of amused interest. She murmured in a low voice, "This is interesting."
Logically speaking, even between fellow disciples, they wouldn't exchange disciples. What virtue did Ji Wu possess to be listed under two peaks?
In her memory, Ji Wu didn't seem to have anything outstanding.
Recalling the Ji Wu she had met, in terms of talent, he was even inferior to Qing Zhu.
And this matter, the old man shouldn't be unaware!
Qing Yuan looked at Nan Shiying, who was wearing a playful expression, and for some reason, goosebumps rose on her back.
No, is there anything worth pondering about this matter?
Qing Yuan felt as if she had said something she shouldn't have, but she really couldn't understand why Grand-Uncle wouldn't know about something that everyone else knew!