Night gradually fell, and stars dotted the heavens.
As Lu Yunxiao walked down the corridor, the cool breeze cleared his somewhat muddled head.
He had been drinking all afternoon. Even with his physique and tolerance, he was finding it a little hard to bear.
As for Wu Hao and the others, there was no need to mention them. Every one of them had long since been dead drunk, and Lu Yunxiao had Yao Ye and the others send them to their rooms to rest.
He himself was returning to his residence.
"Phew!"
He gently exhaled a breath of stale air tinged with alcohol, shook his head, and staggered slightly.
"Young Master, be careful."
A fair jade hand supported Lu Yunxiao, and a crisp, soft voice sounded beside his ear.
A faint, elegant fragrance drifted to his nose. Lu Yunxiao turned his head slightly, and a lovely face, equally suited to a frown or a smile, entered his view.
The girl had an oval face, fair and tender cheeks, skin like congealed cream, and a pair of emerald-green eyes as bright, translucent, and flawless as jade.
Her demeanor was delicate and innocent, with a faintly timid air always seeming to linger between her brows. Like an adorable little white rabbit, she appeared harmless to man and beast, making one want to cherish her.
"So it's Qing Lin."
Seeing that familiar face, Lu Yunxiao's gaze shifted before he smiled faintly.
Qing Lin had been in secluded cultivation all this time, so he had not seen the little girl for quite a while.
It had been nearly two years. The girl had grown up and become increasingly beautiful.
If he had not miscalculated, she should be almost seventeen by now.
And her strength was quite remarkable too. Without a sound, she had actually