The teaching session was quite long, taking up most of the morning. The class didn't end until noon.
The moment class ended, the parents waiting by the door surged forward. Some offered fruit, others cigarettes and liquor.
After they all scattered, a pile of gifts was left behind.
Qin Rui tidied up the items, saying wistfully, "So this is the power of a Grandmaster! I should just open a supermarket; I'd never have to stock the shelves."
Zhao Rui chuckled, then said seriously, "You should focus on your training. Miao Miaomiao has already advanced to Level 9."
"You're still stuck at Level 8. Soon, I won't be able to bring you along even if I want to."
Hearing Zhao Rui's words, Qin Rui nodded.
She knew all too well that as Zhao Rui's Cultivation grew stronger, the gap between them would only widen.
