And so, a few more days passed.
Every day, Mu Qianqian would arrive at this time, bringing homemade meals she had prepared herself. Each time, Su Yanjin would simply nod and say a quiet "thank you."
For a full half a month, Mu Qianqian continued this routine.
However, today, Mu Qianqian came empty-handed, hesitating for a long time before finally speaking up.
"Benefactor, why don't you come to my house for a meal? Last time you saved me, and my father would also like to express his gratitude in person."
Mu Qianqian looked at Su Yanjin with anticipation.
Before leaving, her father had taken away the lunchbox and solemnly instructed her to invite Su Yanjin to their home for a meal to properly thank him.
Mu Qianqian thought it made sense and agreed.
"Of course, we'll go!"
This time, before Su Yanjin could speak, the old soldier directly agreed on his behalf.
"Little brother, I'm helping you out here," the old soldier said with a smile, giving Su Yanjin a meaningful look.
"Oh," Su Yanjin nodded, agreeing to the invitation.
"That's wonderful, Benefactor!"
Mu Qianqian's face lit up with joy. She immediately sat down at a small tavern near the city gate, propping her chin in her hands and waiting for Su Yanjin to finish work.
Finally, when Su Yanjin finished his shift, she happily led the way.
Mu Residence.
Under Mu Qianqian's guidance, Su Yanjin directly entered the main hall.
"Benefactor, this is my father."
"Father, this is the one who saved me."
Mu Qianqian briefly introduced the two, and Su Yanjin and Master Mu were now acquainted.
"Hello," Su Yanjin said to Master Mu, his expression unreadable. Master Mu, on the other hand, scrutinized Su Yanjin, his brow furrowing slightly.
This wasn't right!
Wasn't he supposed to be at least a Golden Immortal?
How is he just an Earth Immortal?
According to his daughter's account, she was being hunted by her enemies, all of whom were Golden Immortals. Yet, within a few moments, they were all killed by Su Yanjin.
Master Mu had assumed that Su Yanjin might be a Profound Immortal.
And himself? He was merely a peak Golden Immortal.
If his daughter could marry such a powerful figure, it would undoubtedly be a great boon for their family.
Thus, Master Mu had conceived the idea of having Mu Qianqian get closer to Su Yanjin.
Today's meal was meant to foster a closer relationship.
But now, seeing that Su Yanjin was merely an Earth Immortal, the joy on Master Mu's face instantly vanished.
"Let's eat first."
"Oh, and Qianqian, go ask the kitchen to prepare another bowl of cooling soup. Do it yourself to express your gratitude to our benefactor."
Master Mu instructed Mu Qianqian.
"Alright."
Without hesitation, Mu Qianqian went straight to the kitchen.
Once Mu Qianqian left, Su Yanjin sat silently on the bench, saying nothing.
Master Mu, however, watched Mu Qianqian leave and immediately turned grim. He took out a Lower Grade Celestial Artifact and placed it in front of Su Yanjin.
"Take it. A Lower Grade Celestial Artifact should be more than enough to repay your debt for saving my daughter."
"As for anything else, don't even think about it. An Earth Immortal like you trying to win over my daughter? You're nothing but a toad lusting after a swan."
"Take the Lower Grade Celestial Artifact and leave. Never have any further contact with my daughter again."
Master Mu spoke coldly to Su Yanjin.
"Oh."
Upon hearing Master Mu's order to leave, Su Yanjin stood up and prepared to depart.
"Take the Lower Grade Celestial Artifact," Master Mu reminded him.
In his eyes, a Lower Grade Celestial Artifact was more than sufficient to send off an Earth Immortal.
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