Half a year later, she surprisingly managed to smoothly gather the Thousand-Year Cold Luo Grass and returned it to Song Yan.
When she, with flushed cheeks, handed over the medicine box containing the Thousand-Year Cold Luo Grass to Song Yan and joyfully said, "I have not let you down, Fourth Master," Song Yan was indeed quite moved.
While Wan'Er was away, he indulged in pleasures as well.
If he had done these tasks himself, the efficiency might have been a little higher, but it would have been troublesome.
"Personally attending to everything" is not a path to happiness, because such a life lacks many joys.
Therefore, Song Yan had already started to learn to command others.
If he could have someone below handle it, he would definitely not do it himself, unless there was a special situation.
After receiving the medicine box, he cupped Wan'Er's face and kissed her fiercely, and that evening, he directly passed on a set of "Swordsmanship obtained by chance."
