"I was planning to fleece you for a little more, but who would've thought you'd be so heartless?" Xue Qingcheng shot me a glare.
The people present had no idea what we were whispering about, but those who knew us well couldn't help covering their mouths and trying not to laugh at the sight.
There weren't just family members here, but also each other's relatives and friends, so everyone was familiar with one another's every frown and smile.
Especially Zhao'er, the maidservant Xue Qingcheng had brought with her to the Eight Desolations World when she had taken on the identity of Deep Snow. By now, she could barely hold back her laughter.
I gave a light cough and sent her a voice transmission. "All right, I'll let you fleece me to your heart's content later. For now, let's take care of business and send everyone elsewhere."
Xue Qingcheng blinked her beautiful eyes, then turned to the crowd and spoke a string of pleasant formalities in a gentle voice.
Everyone understood that their reunion had not come easily, so no one stayed behind. They each went off to attend to their own affairs.
Xue Qingcheng relaxed. She hooked my collar and tugged me toward her, saying, "Husband, isn't this little world fascinating?"
"Heh, it's all right. Why?" I leaned closer without any intention of dodging, greedily studying every inch of skin on her face.
Xue Qingcheng released my collar and said, "Forget it. I won't lecture you anymore. Have you seen Ancient Immortal and Qianqian during this time?"
"I have, but when I ran into them, I happened to be tangled up in a pile of matters. We didn't get the chance to talk at length before going our separate ways. The larger the Three-Thousand Dao-Proving Universe becomes, the farther apart