Picking up a soft wool blanket from the Taishi chair, Xia Liu gently draped it over Guo Man's shoulders.
He glanced at the books on the table.
Xia Liu's lips curled into a slight smile.
As expected, she was destined to walk this path.
But how could warrior techniques possibly match her identity?
To cultivate, naturally, she must train with advanced cultivation techniques.
The Immeasurable Sword Art!
Still, letting her first familiarize herself with the basics of warrior customs isn't a bad idea.
As someone born into a martial artist family, her cultivation progress in the future is bound to be swift.
Xia Liu headed to the training ground, transmitted a message to Guo Po, and then returned to the courtyard.
As a mortal, Guo Man still requires three meals a day.
The house originally had a kitchen, but it lacked modern equipment and relied on firewood.
This posed no challenge to Xia Liu.
He had endured far more difficult environments in the past.
