Upon hearing this, Lu Yunxiao smiled gently.
Naturally, he could feel Hai Bodong's concern for him.
"However, old man, you can know about this, but don't tell anyone else. Yun'er isn't ready yet."
Lu Yunxiao could not help but add a reminder.
"I know," Hai Bodong said, glancing at Mittel Tengshan and Ya Fei as well.
"We'll keep it secret too." The two of them answered in agreement. Even without Lu Yunxiao's reminder, they would not speak carelessly about such a matter.
After all, there was no benefit in spreading it around, and it might even displease Lu Yunxiao. The loss would outweigh the gain.
"Mm." Lu Yunxiao nodded. Talking to smart people was simply convenient.
"Old man, I forgot to ask—how is Qing Lin? Why didn't she come along?"
Lu Yunxiao looked at Hai Bodong. He rather missed that obedient, sensible, and somewhat timid little girl.
"Qing Lin is still in the family. She should be cultivating. I'll take you to see her later. That little girl thinks about you every day too."
Hai Bodong glanced at Lu Yunxiao. This stinky kid was quite popular with girls.
"Old man, what kind of look is that? I only see Qing Lin as a little sister, all right?"
Noticing Hai Bodong's gaze, Lu Yunxiao hurriedly explained.
"I never said otherwise. What are you so worked up about?" Hai Bodong replied blandly.
"Like hell I believe you. You old geezer are rotten to the core. Your mind isn't healthy."
Lu Yunxiao curled his lip.
"Heh, stinky kid, you want another fight?"
"You dare say my mind isn't healthy?"
Hai Bodong gave a cold laugh, rolled up his sleeves, and rose to his feet.
"Old man, you don't really think I'm afraid of you, do you? You don't, do you?"
"Believe it or