Outside the courtyard.
Su Xiaomo pressed his ear close and eavesdropped, saying in disbelief, "Did I hear that right?"
"You heard right," Old Man Wei said.
Su Xiaomo said in surprise, "Did Junior Brother Ye get stimulated or something? Why did he suddenly become so unrestrained?"
You are the woman of me, Ye Xingchen.
Honestly.
That line was really unrestrained.
If Su Xiaomo had said something like that, everyone would have thought they were being force-fed dog food again. But coming from the haughty and icy Ye Xingchen, it really was... like the sun rising in the west!
"That isn't being unrestrained." Old Man Wei rejected that assessment and offered his own view. "That is a man's maturity, a man's sense of responsibility."
Su Xiaomo was instantly filled with respect.
Old Man Wei truly deserved to be a Saint of Love. Everything he said was so philosophical!
He still had a long road ahead if he wanted to learn.
Back to Ye Xingchen.
He stood in the courtyard, his expression exceptionally grave.
That line had not been a joke.
That ultimate domineering CEO aura instantly shook Xie Lingyao. Crystal-clear tears slid down her cheeks and splashed onto the floor.
"This is my home, and it is also your home. I will not allow you to leave," Ye Xingchen said.
"Awesome!"
Su Xiaomo gave him a thumbs-up.
Old Man Wei smiled.
The sect's most steel-straight male disciple had finally changed, which greatly gratified him.
"Drip!"
"Drip!"
The frequency of Xie Lingyao's falling tears quickened.
No one knew that not long ago, while she was in the Eternal Sect, she had suddenly received many strange memories out of thin air.
Those memories all came from Ling Yao, from a long, long time ago. There was no process of cultivating Martial Dao, nor