After regulating her breath for seven cycles, Yu Luo's injuries were mostly healed. When she opened her eyes, she found the Nangong ancestor staring at her without blinking, his expression carrying a hint of anticipation.
Yu Luo was baffled. We are about to start receiving the inheritance, aren't you going to say a few words first? That swordsmanship inheritance back there—the guy in charge seemed quite talkative. As members of the same family, the ancestor should be somewhat similar, right?
As for Nangong Qian, he was getting a bit tired of maintaining his solemn and dignified posture. He thought to himself, *This little girl looks quite sharp, so why is she so dense? Shouldn't you be excitedly kowtowing a few times? What are you standing there looking blank for?*
Chapter 138