Reunited at Last!

Yang Jian looked at the young woman outside the hall doors, and it felt as though something had slammed hard into his heart.

After so many years apart, the little girl in his memories who had always followed behind him, calling him second brother, had grown into the person before him.

Yet the moment she called out, "Second brother," he felt as if nothing had changed.

Yang Chan was still Yang Chan.

Still his Third Sister.

Yang Jian opened his mouth, originally wanting to say so much.

Had you been well these past years?

Had you suffered any wrongs?

Had anyone bullied you?

But when the words reached his lips, they all choked in his throat.

In the end, only the simplest words remained.

"Third Sister."

The instant those words fell, Yang Chan could no longer hold back.

She released the sleeve she had been clutching, hurried into the Great Hall, and threw herself straight into Yang Jian's arms.

"Second brother!"

Yang Chan's tears fell at once. All the grievances she had buried for years could no longer be held back in that moment.

She did not want to lose control before her master.

Nor did she want Spirit Pearl Child to see her make a spectacle of herself.

But she truly could not endure it any longer.

All these years, she had cultivated in Wa Empress Palace. She lacked neither food nor clothing, and no one had bullied her.

Nuwa had treated her well, and Spirit Pearl Child had always looked after her.

But having no family by her side was different.

Every time she finished cultivating, she would wonder where her second brother was now.

Was he alive, or had he been injured?

Was he searching for her too?

Would there ever come a day when the siblings