Xiao Yan's eyes widened as he stared at the two figures in disbelief. Overjoyed, he asked, "Why are you here?"
Looking at the elderly man named Ling Ying, Xiao Yan, though quite dissatisfied with the man's habit of tailing him, felt an unusual sense of relief at this moment.
After all, if not for Old Man Yao and Ling Ying's successive help, even he might have been trapped within the Misty Cloud Sect, with no chance of escape for the rest of his life.
Naturally, he could not forget such a debt of gratitude.
"Little fellow, since she is your childhood sweetheart, this Old Man will not interfere any further. Remember, do not expose my identity."
Old Man Yao also breathed a sigh of relief. After reminding Xiao Yan, he swiftly withdrew his soul perception.
In his current state, he too had reached his limit. Naturally, he could not easily reveal himself before outsiders.
Thus, Xiao Yan quickly descended from the sky and arrived beside the two of them.
"Hehe, Young Master Xiao Yan, we meet again."
Ling Ying stood where he was, forcing a trace of a smile onto his stiff old face.
Unlike his wooden manner, Xun'er beside him already had tears in her beautiful eyes, hazy as mist.
Compared to her youthful immaturity from before, the girl had clearly begun to blossom. Her bright eyes were lively and captivating, and she possessed an ethereal temperament like a Green Lotus, every bit the makings of a stunning beauty.
"Brother Xiao Yan!"
Before her words had even faded, the girl had already thrown herself into Xiao Yan's chest like a swallow returning to its nest.
"G-girl?!"
His chest was suddenly pressed against something soft and full, and Xiao Yan froze on the spot. Since when had his little sister