Shi Xiaotian walked lightly into the spacious meeting room and immediately saw Yue Qianchou's familiar, warm smile. His tightly wound heart had just relaxed when he saw a solemn expression gradually rise on Yue Qianchou's face, making his heart clench again. He promptly bowed respectfully. "Punishment Envoy!"
"Don't be so distant! There's no need for this between you and me." Yue Qianchou sighed and shook his head. Shi Xiaotian had actually misunderstood him somewhat. Yue Qianchou had merely suddenly realized that Shi Xiaotian had changed from the inexperienced young man of those days into the hardened middle-aged man before him, and for a moment it felt like a dream. Thinking back to how wretchedly they had fled Qingguang Sect together, several decades had passed in the blink of an eye.
Yet in Shi Xiaotian's eyes, Yue Qianchou still looked as he had back then. Aside from a few more traces of life's hardships between his brows, his whole bearing had changed somewhat. He was no longer the man who had hidden in Shi Xiaotian's home and scarcely dared step outside. His appearance itself had not changed much.
Seeing that he was still somewhat restrained, Yue Qianchou took the initiative to walk over, casually draping an arm over his shoulders. Grinning as they stood shoulder to shoulder, he said, "Xiaotian, I never thought a pretty boy like you would grow into a manly man. Looks like you've seen quite a few beauties in that imperial palace of yours!"
Though it was teasing, such familiarity immediately made Shi Xiaotian feel as though a heavy burden had been lifted. He realized that his boss was still the same old boss and had not changed. In an instant, this grown man's eyes brimmed with tears. Turning around, he grabbed Yue Qianchou's arm and choked