"No, we'll do it together."
...
Huai's pawnshop.
"Cultivator brother, I've changed clothes..."
"Oh, I haven't asked your name yet."
Zhao Huai looked at the somewhat shy girl in front of him and smiled.
After some grooming, the unkempt little girl had completely transformed.
Her skin became as white as snow after bathing, her black long hair was tied into a ponytail, revealing a smooth forehead. She appeared more energetic, especially her bright and expressive eyes and the shallow dimples on her cheeks when she smiled, exuding a natural liveliness and cuteness.
Zhao Huai couldn't help but be amazed. This little girl was still young, but she already showed the foundations of a beauty.
Perhaps he could reserve her as a wife for his son.
"My father's surname is Shen, our family lives in Qinghe Village, and we make a living by fishing, so my name is Shen Yuer." The girl answered.
"Not bad, it sounds nice."
Zhao Huai nodded slowly before saying: