The Brother-in-Law Who Refused to Leave

Su Yi steadied himself.

His gaze swept over the disheveled old Daoist once more.

A withered, bamboo-thin frame; filthy gray-white hair and beard; an old face creased with wrinkles; cloudy eyes gleaming with feverish fervor; and a tattered Daoist robe that seemed not to have been washed in ages, covered in stains.

And this Old Guy claimed to be his brother-in-law...

The corner of Su Yi's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. Then, he suddenly recalled something.

His expression immediately turned strange as he tested, "Ye Xun?"

Just two words, yet they struck the disheveled old Daoist like a bolt from the blue. He cried out in excitement, "brother-in-law! I knew it was you!"

Standing there, he waved his arms around, his old face overflowing with ecstatic delight.

Su Yi: "..."

This fellow was really Little Yezi's younger brother—the little Demon King who had once stirred up storms across the Netherworld?

In his memories, that boy had been a spoiled, arrogant dandy, but his looks had been extraordinarily handsome. He could be called a peerless beauty of a man.

But this disheveled old Daoist before him...

His appearance was simply too miserable.

"Are you really Ye Xun?" Su Yi asked.

The disheveled old Daoist shouted excitedly, "brother-in-law, under all the heavens, who would be tired of living enough to dare impersonate your brother-in-law?!"

Su Yi: "..."

He finally confirmed that this fellow was Ye Xun.

That shameless, stubborn insistence on recognizing him as a brother-in-law was exactly the same as before, unchanged in the slightest.

"How did you end up like this?" Su Yi frowned.

He recalled that when he had returned from Great Xia, he had once met the Xuan Zhi Saintess of Yin Sha Underworld Palace in Shanyin City of Little Fengdu.

It was then that he learned from the