Taking Her as an Adoptive Daughter, Keeping the Appointment

"He is Song Xiao. He bears a seven-inch Thunder Spirit Root and comes from the Mortal World. I brought you here so the two of you could get acquainted. Your aptitudes are similar, and you are the same age, so you should have plenty in common."

Hearing this, Xu Miaoyin pouted. "We're not the same age. He's just bigger than me."

Song Changsheng smiled freely. Come to think of it, that was indeed true. Xu Miaoyin's body simply had not finished growing yet; in terms of maturity, she was far beyond others her age. But considering Song Xiao's past experiences, he could not be treated as an ordinary child either.

"Even if you are not the same age, you can still be friends. Living in this world, it is better to make more friends. Come, let's go inside and take a look."

The group entered Cloud Reaching Hall. Song Xiao's ears twitched, and he instinctively became alert, reaching for his waist. Only after seeing Song Qinglian leading the way ahead did he remember that he was no longer in the mountains, and he quickly relaxed.

Yet Song Changsheng had taken in every bit of that reaction.

Song Qinglian hurriedly gave Song Xiao a meaningful look, telling him to step forward and pay respects. Yet whether he had failed to understand her meaning or not, he simply blinked at her in return.

Combined with his face full of bulging flesh and knife scars, there was truly nothing adorable about it.

For a moment, Song Qinglian had the urge to cover her forehead. Seeing his size, she always subconsciously treated him as an adult, forgetting that he was only eight years old. How could he understand such twists and turns?

So she said bluntly, "These are the Patriarch and the Logistics Elder.