After wearing out iron shoes in a fruitless search, he had found it without the slightest effort. The gloom in Lin Xuan's heart was swept away, and the expression on his face was one of incomparable joy.
To have news of Yue'er and Xiao Die so easily—this trip had truly not been in vain.
"Where are the two of them now?"
The words practically burst from Lin Xuan's mouth.
Yet when the short, stout old man heard this, a trace of hesitation appeared on his face.
He wavered in silence.
"Heh, fellow Daoist, there is no need for concern. You once said that Yue'er and Xiao Die also showed kindness to your noble clan. Lin seeks the whereabouts of the two of them not to harm them. To tell you the truth, that Fairy Yue'er is Lin's beloved wife. So if you know where they are, please tell me honestly."
Lin Xuan rose and bowed.
"Senior, please rise. This is more than this old man can bear. If not for your aid, my clan would very likely have already fallen into eternal damnation. What virtue or ability does this junior possess, that I would dare accept such a great courtesy from you?" The short, stout old man hurriedly stood and helped him up, his face full of overwhelmed flattery. "Since Senior is Moon Fairy's husband, this junior naturally could not possibly conceal her whereabouts."
"Then I will trouble you."
Lin Xuan returned to his seat, his face showing an expression of attentive listening.
"My clan met the two fairies roughly five years ago."
The short, stout old man lightly tapped the tea table before him, his thoughtful voice entering Lin Xuan's ears.
"Five years ago?"
"Correct. That time, our clan also happened to encounter a crisis. The two fairies descended