C297 CHAPTER297

The next morning, it was just dawn.

Hsu Ping stood at the entrance of her disciple's courtyard.

There were a few rows of neatly arranged and exquisite spirit plants in the courtyard. They were all of some expensive species. Due to the lack of care from their master, they looked a little tired. A layer of frost formed on the stone floor.

Hsu Ping was not in the mood to pay attention to these