Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 865 - 868 Guo Man’s Persistence
Guo Man pursed her lips. What else could she say?
The Guo Family held an unrivaled status in Harbor City.
Such status was enough to make any Martial Artist tremble.
Even if one’s Rank was higher than her mother’s, upon meeting her, they wouldn’t dare use their Cultivation to oppress her.
Instead, they’d go out of their way to flatter her.
This wasn’t a display of personal strength, but rather the power of the family’s heritage.
If you were to venture into the Jianghu World alone and encountered a High-Rank Martial Artist, you’d have no choice but to bow your head, no matter what.
There was no point in arguing about it.
"Little Man, as long as you’re willing to change your mind, I promise I’ll cultivate you into an extraordinarily powerful being."
Guo Fanghua seized the opportunity to express her heartfelt intentions again.
"Oh no! I forgot to turn off the water in my room. I need to go and fix that."
With that, Guo Man darted off immediately.
She had already rejected this topic far too many times, yet her mother remained undeterred.
Faced with this, the only option was avoidance.
After all, Xia Liu was already trusted, so there was no need for her to worry about other matters.
Off she went to sleep.
"Ah, this girl—she hasn’t changed a bit since she was little."
Watching Qianqian’s graceful figure vanish from her sight, Guo Fanghua shook her head helplessly.
The shadow lingering in her daughter’s heart after so many years still hadn’t dissipated.
"Madam Guo, your daughter surely has exceptional talent. Why doesn’t she want to practice martial arts?"
With a mother possessing Heavenly Rank Peak Cultivation, Guo Man’s innate talent was undoubtedly remarkable.
But Xia Liu couldn’t figure it out—was there some hidden story behind this?
"Little Man has had a deep-seated fear of Martial Artists since she was very young. As a result, she’s developed a strong aversion to Martial Arts Training. Before going abroad, she even vowed never to cultivate in this lifetime."
Guo Fanghua didn’t go into detail, but Xia Liu understood.
Guo Man must have a past that nobody else knew about.
Each person has their own path to follow. Since Guo Fanghua couldn’t force her daughter to practice martial arts, what could Xia Liu possibly do?
"It’s already getting late, and you probably haven’t had dinner yet. I’m sorry for keeping you."
"Not at all. Earning Madam Guo’s trust makes me happy."
"Please don’t overthink it. I only have this one daughter. If anything happened to her, I’d lose my mind. I sincerely thank you again for your efforts earlier."
Guo Fanghua spoke with genuine emotion. Having confirmed that Xia Liu posed no danger, she could finally feel at ease.
If her daughter didn’t want to practice martial arts, having someone like Xia Liu—without Cultivation but with a strong sense of responsibility—by her side at least provided some level of protection.
Xia Liu didn’t say much, instead accepting Guo Fanghua’s gratitude and downing his drink in one gulp.
After dinner, Xia Liu went to rest.
Guo Fanghua headed upstairs to spend time with Guo Man.
Xia Liu remained composed throughout the night. He didn’t cultivate nor release his Divine Sense.
The Guo Family was a bit peculiar; perhaps their Cultivation Technique was exceptionally sensitive.
It could faintly sense Divine Sense activity.
This posed some degree of danger.
Still, Xia Liu wasn’t worried. Unless the Guo Family had Martial Artists whose Cultivation surpassed the Heavenly Rank, it wouldn’t be a problem.
With his current Cultivation, he was more than capable of sweeping aside any obstacles.
As long as the Guo Family identified the location of this estate, the mission would be considered a success.
Early in the morning, the sound of a car engine woke Xia Liu.
Looking out through the window, he spotted a Range Rover quietly leaving the villa.
Standing at the door, Guo Man let out a silent breath of relief.
Last night, when Guo Fanghua arrived, she had been utterly anxious.
Moreover, it had been awkward.
After all, she had brought a man back home.
Thankfully, Xia Liu’s unique circumstances, combined with his quick wit, prevented her from getting scolded.
"Aunt Yang, let me handle breakfast today."
In high spirits, Guo Man walked into the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves, ready to wield the spatula.
"Alright."
Aunt Yang observed her with both amusement and delight.
In the past, Guo Man would never have done this.
But ever since a few days ago, she had become diligent.
Not only that, her smiles had become more frequent.
It seemed safe to assume this was all thanks to Xia Liu.
Watching Guo Man grow up, Aunt Yang was naturally happy, though she wasn’t sure how long this might last.
Ideally, Xia Liu shouldn’t move out of the villa anytime soon.
After Guo Fanghua left, Xia Liu began releasing his Divine Sense freely.
Apart from sensitive areas, he enveloped nearly a 200-meter radius.
He waited until Guo Man finished making breakfast before coming downstairs. Otherwise, she might end up flustered and trying to hide things again.
"Xia Liu, you’re up! Come taste Aunt Yang’s breakfast. If you find anything unsatisfactory, please let us know. Otherwise, it’ll be hard to improve."
Guo Man winked at Aunt Yang, speaking cheerfully.
"That’s right, Mr. Xia. Come and try it. I’m not too familiar with your tastes, so if anything doesn’t suit you, I can adjust tomorrow."
Aunt Yang smiled warmly, catching onto Guo Man’s intention.
"Haha, I can adapt to anything. Thank you, Aunt Yang, for the breakfast, and thank you, President Guo, for your hospitality."
Without standing on ceremony, Xia Liu sat down and started eating heartily.
He had once read in a book that when dealing with someone like Guo Man—a cool and aloof CEO—you shouldn’t act timid. A bit of roughness could make a lasting impression.
Indeed, Xia Liu acted both deliberate and nonchalant.
"The breakfast is excellent; the flavors are perfect. Thanks again, Aunt Yang."
After eating most of his meal, Xia Liu put down his utensils and offered praise.
Hearing such kind words, Guo Man was overjoyed.
However, she didn’t show it outwardly. It wouldn’t do to let Xia Liu know that breakfast had been prepared by her—such a discovery would surely shock him.
Better to let him find out gradually in the future.
"Xia Liu, why don’t you take a rest at home today?"
"No, I’ve fully recovered and must fulfill my responsibilities."
Xia Liu resolutely declined Guo Man’s offer.
Yesterday, Guo Man had brought him here after receiving a phone call urging her to rush to the office—clearly, something had gone wrong internally at the company.
This was an opportunity he couldn’t afford to miss. If he did, he’d have nowhere to vent his regret.
Unable to dissuade Xia Liu, Guo Man eventually brought him along.
Given his recent recovery, Guo Man personally drove.
After the two of them left, Aunt Yang and the other maids cleaned up the tableware.
Fueled by curiosity, Aunt Yang scooped up a bowl of porridge.
As she brought it to her mouth, it seemed unremarkable at first—but as soon as she tasted it, she spat it out.
"This is way too salty!"
Taken aback, Aunt Yang hadn’t anticipated it. That bowl of porridge seemed to dominate the table earlier when Xia Liu ate, but tasting it now revealed an entirely different story.
"Mr. Xia must have realized the issue but chose not to call it out. Such thoughtfulness!"
One of the maids remarked with admiration.
"I think he probably already knew the breakfast was prepared by Miss Guo and didn’t want to embarrass her. He truly cares for Miss Guo."
Contrary to the maid’s opinion, Aunt Yang believed Xia Liu had already discerned that breakfast had been made by Guo Man.
Regardless, based on his conduct during breakfast, Xia Liu had earned the maids’ approval.
Far away in the car, Xia Liu hadn’t imagined the maids would go on to taste that porridge.
He felt a bit exasperated—Guo Man was truly formidable, excelling at certain dishes while making others half-bland and half-salty.
That porridge from this morning? Downing it forcibly hadn’t been easy—and he hadn’t managed to finish it...
