"The elder will only pass on to you what suits you best. Don't worry; you will all receive a portion of his inheritance." Seeing the young man's anxious expression, Zhang Xianmiao said with a smile.
Even though Zhang Xianmiao said this, the young man was still somewhat unhappy but hoped that Zhang Xianmiao would be the first to pass on his legacy.
"Thank your predecessor." When Zhang Xianmiao transmitted the message he wanted to convey directly to the fairy's heart through his eyebrows, the fairy felt a surge of massive information, her face full of joy, and she quickly thanked him.
"You needn't thank the elder. He owes Meigu a favor. This should be a form of compensation," Zhang Xianmiao said, smiling.
"It's not entirely the predecessor's fault; the predecessor need not blame himself," the fairy quickly said.
