I didn't recognize him at first glance. After all, this tall young man had brows and eyes handsome as stars, and for a moment, I couldn't dredge up any record of him. But when I looked at the woman who flew out beside him, I suddenly remembered who they were.
The boy's youthful features gradually aligned with my memories. The man was Fan An, the disciple I had taken in at the Land of the Nine Immortals. This child had been well cared for by Taihua Lord since he was young. During the years I was away, it seemed he had followed Taihua Lord to cultivate at the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect.
As for the beautiful woman, there was no doubt she was Fan Ya. After arriving beside Fan An, she said with a grin, "Brother, how could you let Grand-Master make the first move? If anyone's going to test her, it should be us. Even if we lose, we'll only have lost to our own junior sister. Sparring between senior and junior brothers and sisters is normal, win or lose. But if Grand-Master lost, that would be a disaster. Where would he put his face?"
"Fan Ya, don't talk nonsense and make fun of Grand-Master!" Fan An hurriedly stopped her with a solemn expression.
But an even younger boy drifted out after them. Fan Xiao was still as mischievous as he had been as a child. "Grand-Master, you always say that you've exchanged swordsmanship with Master, that each of you excelled in different areas, and that your fights were often so close that neither could gain the upper hand. You wouldn't lose, right? Why don't you try her swordsmanship, and take it as a chance to give her some pointers!"
Fan De snickered quietly from the side, but had