During this time, The Maid in Green and The Old Woman in Black still felt uneasy. They paused their healing and observed several times.

Seeing the two children playing happily, The Maid in Green laughed and said, “That wild boy is actually teaching Miss how to climb trees now. He really doesn’t know the rules. What if Miss turns into a wild girl by the time she goes back? What are we going to do then?”

The Old Lady in Black chuckled and said, “Miss is too stifled at home, raised to be as dull as a stick, timid and kind-hearted. She was born to be a favored daughter of heaven, but at home, every step is difficult, everyone bullies her, especially after Madam passed away—she hasn’t smiled since. Now that she has someone her own age to play with, picking up a bit of that wild boy’s courage, it’s actually not a bad thing for her…”

“If this boy can really help Miss, that would be his good fortune. We should reward him well later!”

The Maid in Green laughed and said, “Weren’t you always saying that you had no one worthy to pass on your skills to? This boy seems to have some talent!”

The Old Lady in Black smiled, shook her head, and said, “Don’t try to provoke me. True cultivation methods can’t be passed on lightly except to those with deep fortune. This boy happened to save our Miss by accident in the mountains, so he does seem to have some luck. But he’s just a little child—how much destiny could he have? Without surviving great tribulations, I’m afraid he couldn’t bear the burden of my cultivation method. When we leave, just give him some silver so he can live as a little rich boy in the mortal world. The path of cultivation isn’t for everyone, and this old woman is too lazy to take on another disciple…”

The two chatted and then resumed their healing.

But what they didn’t know was that, while listening to the crickets in the corner fall silent again, Henry Foster, who had already figured out this pattern and grown quite familiar with Little Lily, was now looking at her with a sincere face as she played with pebbles in her nimble little hands. He tried his best to show his most charming smile and asked with a grin, “I heard you’ve learned some really powerful family immortal arts?”

He was quite proud of himself for saying this.

The Nanny in Black probably never expected it—she thought Henry Foster wasn’t qualified to inherit her Qingxu method, but Henry Foster actually wasn’t interested in her techniques at all…

“Before, they thought I didn’t hear them. That Old Nanny must know even better immortal arts, just unwilling to teach me. But it doesn’t matter—their status is clearly not as high as this Little Maid. Instead of asking them for their arts, I’d rather ask this Little Maid!”

He was analyzing in his mind: “The main thing is, this Little Maid looks so dumb!”

Facing Henry Foster’s smiling face, Little Girl hesitated for a moment, then nodded lightly and said, “Yes!”

Henry Foster became even more pleased and whispered, “Teach it to me!”

Little Girl shook her head and said, “Daddy said the immortal arts must not be passed on to outsiders!”

“You…”

Henry Foster was furious and raised his hand. “Do you believe I’ll hit you?”

Little Lily blinked, not sure whether to believe him or not, but she didn’t look scared at all.

In his anger, Henry Foster brought his hand down.

But when it landed on her head, he just gave her a pat and laughed, “You’re so well-behaved, how could I bear to hit you?”

His eyes rolled as he started thinking of other ways.

It seemed that The Maid in Green was seriously injured. She and The Nanny in Black had stayed in this manor for three or four days, spending half their time each day healing. But to their relief, the wild boy they’d picked up from the mountains turned out to be even more clever and capable than they’d imagined. Every day, he played with Little Lily around the manor, making her livelier than usual.

At first, they were still uneasy and had to check on them from time to time. But after a day or two, seeing the two children getting along so well, they gradually relaxed, even privately agreeing that it was good for Miss to unwind for a few days.

Moreover, as the days passed and their enemies hadn’t come looking for them, they felt more at ease.

Once someone from the family came to pick them up, they could return home without worry.

However, what they didn’t expect was that beneath the harmonious surface between the two children, there was an undercurrent.

Henry Foster had already observed everything thoroughly. He discovered that The Maid in Green and The Old Nanny in Black would always be in the side hall healing from dusk to midnight every day, during which time they paid no attention to anything else. So he grew bolder.

“Little mudfish, what’s the name of your family’s immortal art?”

“Nine Spirits True Canon!”

“Is it powerful?”

“Daddy says it’s very powerful!”

“Tell me about it, let me see how powerful it is…”

“I can’t tell you!”

“I bet you just haven’t learned it…”

“…Mm!”

Conversations like this, Henry Foster would try to have with her several times a day. But unfortunately, in his eyes, this honest and silly girl would agree to anything—except when it came to her family’s immortal arts, she was completely unmoved.

He’d tried scaring her, provoking her, but nothing worked…

This made Lord Henry Foster a bit frustrated—the harder it was to get, the more valuable it must be. How could he let such a thing slip by so easily?