"Brother, are you planning to do something?!" Yan Ziyou suddenly spoke, asking something utterly baffling.
She stared fixedly at Wei He, as though worried that he was about to do something.
Wei He paused.
He wondered whether his disguise had been imperfect, or whether there was something extraordinarily sensitive about Yan Ziyou.
She seemed to have sensed that he was about to act.
"Don't do anything foolish, Brother! If something happens to you, how are Grandpa and I supposed to go on living?! There are only three of us left in the whole family."
So she had merely guessed that Wei He was going to do something foolish, which was why she had acted so abnormally.
Wei He was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
"I won't do anything. Now that I have spirit power, I should naturally cultivate properly. Don't worry. I still have many questions about spirit power that I want to ask you."
Yan Ziyou fell silent, but the grandfather beside her instead patted her shoulder.
"It's all right. Yuxin is no longer a child. He has grown up."
Yan Chiyu said with a smile.
How could he not have noticed Wei He's differences? But none of that truly mattered.
What mattered was that he was still alive. That was enough.
Wei He froze for a moment and looked at the two before him.
They were merely demons, yet he had not expected them to have such feeling.
"Understood," he answered firmly.
To him, this place was only a temporary stopover. Since he had already achieved his goal, he would find a better time to leave for the sake of the Yan family.
After all, he currently bore Yan Yuxin's identity. If anyone discovered that he had used this identity to plunder Lingyun City, the Yan family