"I heard that the sect master's wife picked up a wild boy."
"No, we came here through hard work. When we entered the Xuandan Sect, we traveled through mountains and rivers, and this wild boy just got entangled with a little monster. Many people have died in this world, just a wild child."
"I can only say that Madam is kind, otherwise she would have died long ago."
A giant broom swept by, and the two disciples bumped into each other. This is the young master Wen Sheng. When he learned that his mother had taken a wounded boy with him that day and used high-quality medicinal elixirs to heal his wounds, he was confused when he saw two disciples who had not completed their tasks and were slacking off.
"Are you hiding here? It's time to fight. Where are the herbs that the elder asked you to find? Why don't you go down the mountain?"
The two disciples disappeared in a flash.
Wen Sheng wanted to ask his mother. He touched the door with both hands and saw that there was no mother he wanted to see in the room.
Only the young man on the couch looked at him for a moment. As soon as he saw Wen Sheng's body not fully recovered, he immediately bowed and saluted, his eyes as deep as a deep pool.
"Greetings to meet you, young master."
Wen Sheng thought:? , This is...
Intention: growth