As soon as Xuan Chu asked this question, he regretted it. Wasn’t the answer obvious? He couldn’t believe he asked such a silly question.
The Little Paperman didn’t continue to disdain Xuan Chu, after all, there weren’t many as knowledgeable as they were.
The master said that as a person, one should be a bit more tolerant.
"Well, the master naturally has it, and since you have it too, I’ll head back now."
The Little Paperman was just there to take a look, and whether Xuan Chu had rit Golden Light or not didn’t really affect it.
Just as Xuan Chu was about to ask what exactly was going on, the Little Paperman had already swiftly slipped through the door crack.
Xuan Chu: ...
This temper is a bit too hasty!
Back in Yun Ran’s room, the Little Paperman imdiately tattled about Xuan Chu pinching himself.
Yun Ran burst into laughter: "Wow, I didn’t expect Xuan Chu to be such a funny person!"
It’s just a bit of rit Golden Light, nothing to fuss about.
Nurous streams of rit Golden Light flowed into Yun Ran’s body, repairing many of the tiny wounds caused by backlash from suppressing her powers.
At least now, she didn’t have to constantly endure those tiny, dense aches.
The sudden relief made Yun Ran feel sleepy again, and she fell into a deep sleep.
When Yun Ran opened her eyes again, she felt refreshed, as if she had taken a Great Replenishing Pill.
Turning her head, she saw Xuan Chu looking at her with a worried expression, while the features of the Little Papern were wrinkled with concern.
"Master, you finally woke up!!!"
Yun Ran: ...
She just had a good sleep, why did they all have this expression?
Especially seeing the Little Papern on the verge of tears, a stranger might’ve thought sothing terrible had happened to her.
Thankfully, Yun Ran didn’t need to ask anything, as the Little Paperman quickly explained.
"Master, you slept for 32 hours and 23 minutes~"
This timing was a bit too precise. Yun Ran turned her head to look outside, and it was already dawn.
She looked at her phone and realized it wasn’t the next morning, but instead, it was the morning of the third day.
It seed her previous physical condition was quite severe, and those Healing dicines could only provide a bit of relief.
But the rit Golden Light was different. After this sleep, Yun Ran felt her body had improved by at least a third.
Seeing Yun Ran looking rosy-cheeked, Xuan Chu’s previously worried expression eased.
"We were so scared when you wouldn’t wake up. If I hadn’t confird you were just sleeping, I would’ve had the Little Paperman fetch Uncle Yan back."
Nowadays, Xuan Chu was nothing like his previous "noble and aloof" self. At the slightest trouble, he imdiately thought of asking for help.
This made Yun Ran a bit uncomfortable, her expression turning odd: "Don’t you think you’ve changed a lot? Also, that’s my Little Uncle!!!"
Though she often asked elders or ancestors for help, she was the treasured one of Qingfeng Temple, and it was only right for elders to look after her.
But when others thought of relying on her family’s elders, Yun Ran felt a bit displeased, even if they were on good terms.
Xuan Chu could sense the displeasure in Yun Ran’s tone, but he thought she was upset with him for reporting.
He imdiately explained, "It’s just that your constitution is unusual. I wasn’t sure, so I had to resort to asking Uncle Yan."
Xuan Chu felt a bit frustrated. After all, being from Heavenly Dao Village, he was at least knowledgeable about most things.
But Yun Ran’s current situation was baffling to him.
Logically, Yun Ran, being rejected by the Heavenly Dao, should be immune to rit Golden Light.
Yet, why did Yun Ran easily obtain rit Golden Light?
From the Little Paperman’s account, Xuan Chu learned that Yun Ran had received nurous rit Golden Light gifts.
This phenonon only suggested one thing: the Heavenly Dao must be split-minded. Otherwise, how could it both despise Yun Ran and favor her?
Seeing the expressions changing on Xuan Chu’s face, Yun Ran felt speechless.
Right now, Yun Ran suddenly missed the old straightforward Xuan Chu, who was at least less annoying.
"Master, the styling people have arrived for you!"
The cheerful voice of the Little Paperman brought Yun Ran back to reality, reminding her, oh right, today was her coming-of-age ceremony, which she almost forgot.
Yun Ran rolled her eyes dramatically: "Get moving, Grandaunt has serious business!"
As Xuan Chu left, he muttered under his breath, "Just two years and eleven months to go, bear with it!"
The makeup and styling team that arrived this ti had been working long-term with the Yun Family, but upon reaching the Ran Mansion, they didn’t dare to breathe loudly.
These people were used to working in wealthy households but had never seen a child, once unappreciated, rise to favor so quickly.
Normally, people who rise so suddenly are often difficult to please.
When Yun Ran ca downstairs, she saw the dressing room lined with hundreds of the latest haute couture dresses.
The mont Yun Ran appeared, everyone respectfully stood up: "Third Miss Yun."
The title left Yun Ran sowhat dazed; it had been a while since she heard anyone call her that. Now, most referred to her as Lady Yun.
Yun Ran nodded slightly, her gaze returning to the haute couture dresses filled with girly and princess vibes.
Great, these dresses perfectly avoided all her preferences.
"Keep it simple, and these dresses aren’t suitable for ."
The styling team suddenly rembered that Third Miss Yun seed to always favor sporty styles.
But this ti the banquet was a coming-of-age ceremony, and Third Miss Yun was the event’s central figure, while others would be in various formal attires...
Everyone was stumped for a mont, unsure how to choose a dress that could stand out against all the guests yet perfectly match Third Miss Yun’s style.
Ah, indeed, making money from wealthy families wasn’t easy.
As they prepared to rack their brains and bring out their true skills (small sches),
Yun Ran casually waved them off: "I’ve bought a lot of clothes before, you can check them out."
Previously, she bought quite a few luxury brand clothes from Huannan, not as valuable as these haute couture ones, but not shabby either.
After the moving company delivered her luggage, the ho’s servants had already neatly organized all those clothes in the wardrobe.
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