After Yun Chujiu returned to the cliff cave, she told di beiming about what had happened. Then, she sighed:
“Sigh, tell me, we are both surnamed Yun, why is God so unfair? !
“I don’t expect to have a heaven grade high-grade sword embryo like Yun Qianli. Even if she gave me a yellow grade low-grade sword embryo, it would still be fine!
“But now, after spending so much effort to create a sword embryo, I still haven’t seen what it looks like.”
Di beiming smiled. “I feel that God treats me very well.”
Hei Xinjiu was immediately enraged. “What do you mean? Are you trying to rub salt on my wound?”
Di beiming said unhurriedly, “To be able to meet you is the best gift God has given me.”
Hei Xinjiu:”...”
F * ck! She was actually teased!
After being interrupted by di beiming, Hei Xinjiu’s depression disappeared. After all, she was a big-hearted person.