Wang Xiu concluded his impassioned speech.
The disciples around the high platform hurried away, preparing to go to Spirit Turtle Peak to borrow money.
Seizing the opportunity, Wang Xiu slipped directly into the Task Hall.
Xiao Qingyu watched Wang Xiu enter and couldn't help but tease him. "Not bad, Junior Brother Wang Xiu. In just a short time, you've become the man of the hour in the entire Immortal Sect!"
Wang Xiu smiled. "No matter how much of a celebrity I become, I'm nothing compared to you, Senior Sister, the Fairy of Dragon Head Peak. I'm not worth mentioning at all!"
Xiao Qingyu's lovely eyes narrowed as she pointed at him. "You don't have any overdue tasks this time. Why the sweet talk? Do you need something from me?"
This woman's intuition is surprisingly sharp!
Wang Xiu blinked, his face a picture of sincerity. "Senior Sister, what are you saying? I've always admired and respected you!"
