"Who are you? I'm no master. You've got the wrong person, haven't you?" Wei Tang was deeply puzzled.
He was just an old man with nothing to his name. Even a swindler would not fancy what little property he had.
How could anyone still call him Master Wei?
Just as he was baffled.
"Father!" A clear, gentle female voice rang out from beyond the door.
Wei Tang shuddered violently, his footsteps halting as though his head had suddenly exploded.
"Y-you are!?" He could hardly believe it.
Li Cui, lying on the bed not far away, also struggled to sit upright.
"It's Little Ying! It's Little Ying's voice!!" she cried loudly.
"Father, Mother! It's Little Ying, and Little He too. We've all come back!" Wei Ying's slightly choked voice came from outside.
This time, Wei Tang truly heard her clearly. At once, he took several steps as one and rushed to the door, yanking it open.
Outside stood two women and one man. The woman at the front right was none other than Wei Ying.
Her skin had become more delicate and her features more refined, but Wei Tang still recognized at a glance that this girl was his second daughter.
"Little Ying. It really is you!!?" Wei Tang's eyes immediately grew moist.
After so many years, he had finally, finally seen his second daughter once more.
"Little He! You just said Little He came too!? Where is he!?" Wei Tang suddenly snapped awake and asked again.
Very soon, Li Cui behind him forcibly shoved him aside as well.
"Little Ying, where is Little He!? Where is your younger brother, Little He? You promised me you would take good care of him!"
"Father, Mother... I'm here." Wei He stretched out a hand from behind the two women.
He had grown taller