The old woman in black said, “If I still had my guards, I wouldn’t have taken out this wicked thing. Although this silver centipede is a magical treasure, every time it’s used, it must feed on human essence and blood. After all, the surroundings are dangerous. Even though I’ve set up a formation, I must guard against any mishap. If someone attacks, the silver centipede, having drawn on that boy’s blood, can help protect the young lady for a while. I gave him the elixir to help him refine it for this very reason—afraid his vitality wouldn’t be enough to sustain it. But if no one attacks, I’ll just take it off him when we leave!”

The maid in green nodded and said, “There’s really no other way. When we leave, let’s give him some extra compensation. After all, we’re not evil people!”

Having finished their discussion, the two finally felt at ease. One sat cross-legged, the other circulated her energy, helping to detoxify and heal.

Meanwhile, in the hall, Henry Foster, who was sitting with the little girl, gradually noticed the surroundings had grown quiet, and thought to himself, “Even the crickets in the corner have stopped chirping. Looks like they’ve really started healing now!”

Feeling relieved, he smiled at the little girl. “Little sister, I can tell at a glance you’re not an ordinary person…”

Chapter Four: Completely Uninhibited

In the eyes of the maid and the old woman, Henry Foster was just a clever but honest country boy. Since they hadn’t yet escaped danger, they naturally needed to be cautious. On top of that, the maid in green’s poison couldn’t be delayed and had to be treated immediately—otherwise, at best she’d lose her cultivation, at worst, her life. But they couldn’t just leave the young lady alone, so they grabbed Henry Foster to keep her company, making him a temporary helper. But unexpectedly, as soon as the two women were busy healing, Henry Foster revealed his true, uninhibited nature.

Glancing at the silver centipede on his arm, Henry Foster felt a bit annoyed.

“Who wears an ornament that can’t be taken off once it’s put on?”

He fiddled with it a couple of times. Although he wasn’t sure, he had a vague suspicion!

That seemingly kind and benevolent old woman in black probably wasn’t as nice as she looked!

Still, he didn’t think too much of it, just assumed it was something like a shackle to keep him from stealing.

The more he thought about it, the more dissatisfied he felt…

…Would a dignified descendant of immortals like me, Henry Foster, steal from others?

…If I can trick someone, why would I steal?

…Just like if I can steal, I’d never rob—that’s a matter of principle!

What’s even more infuriating is, I saved your young lady, and you still don’t trust me? Outrageous!

Of course, he also knew that, facing these immortals who could fly and vanish, it was useless to be dissatisfied.

The only thing he could do was try to get some benefits out of it.

Facing the smiling Henry Foster, the little girl looked up at him, then lowered her head again.

Whether she was shy or had something on her mind, she just wouldn’t answer.

“Is this pretty little girl actually a little fool?”

Henry Foster couldn’t help but stand up, put his hands behind his back, and strolled around the hall. Suddenly, he turned and grinned at the little girl.

The little girl glanced at him, then lowered her head again.

“This little girl isn’t charmed by me? Looks like her taste isn’t as good as Little Hongbao’s…”

Feeling stifled, Henry Foster paced around again and said to the little girl, “Want me to take you out to play?”

It was just a casual question, but to his surprise, the little girl looked at him, nodded, and slid off her chair.

Henry Foster was delighted, so he led the little girl outside, wandering around the manor, asking her questions as they went.

“What’s your name?”

“Little Lily…”

“Where are you from?”

“The Eastern Lands!”

“What are you here for?”

“To pay respects to my mother!”

“Your mother passed away?”

“……”

“I don’t have a mother either, not even a father!”

“Oh…”

“Haha, just kidding. Actually, I do have a mother, she just hasn’t come to pick me up yet…”

“……”

“……”

This little girl was truly obedient and honest, answering every question. In no time, Henry Foster had gotten her whole story.

He learned that Little Lily wasn’t from Anzhou, but from the distant Eastern Lands. Just how far that was, Henry Foster couldn’t say, but he managed to figure out that the little girl’s birth mother was buried in Anzhou. She had come to pay respects to her mother, but ran into some bad people. After a fierce fight, the bad people were driven off, but all her guards were killed, and her maid in green was injured in the battle.

When Henry Foster met her, her guard was still locked in a deadly struggle.

Anyone hearing the little girl’s story could guess she was no ordinary child, but Henry Foster didn’t care. After all, he was also a descendant of immortals—just that his own white-bearded grandpa hadn’t come to pick him up yet. How could he be any less than this little girl?

He didn’t show any of this on his face, just cheerfully played with the little girl.

He’d grown up wild in Niutou Village, skilled at finding bird eggs and shooting pebbles. No matter how noble the little girl’s background, she was still just a seven- or eight-year-old child. Though she was naturally a bit wooden, she still had a child’s heart. Following a kid-king like Henry Foster was endlessly fun for her. The games were simple, but before long, she was completely drawn in, playing along with Henry Foster.