Hearing Lan Shi'er's words, Jiang Ping An's steps unconsciously paused. He had already realized something.
"Are you going back to your clan?"
"Uncle, tell me quickly—if Shi'er leaves, will Uncle miss Shi'er?" Lan Shi'er shook Jiang Ping An's arm as though acting coquettishly.
"I will," Jiang Ping An replied.
If not for Lan Shi'er's help over these years in the God Realm, he did not know what his life would have become. He was truly grateful to her.
"Eh? Uncle actually gave that answer. I thought that, with Uncle's personality, you'd say no."
Lan Shi'er suddenly clasped her hands behind her back and skipped forward, kicking her heels, putting on a cheerful appearance so Jiang Ping An would not see the moisture in her eyes.
"Uncle, I wanted to take you back with me, but Aunt Bai said bringing you back would be extremely dangerous. If I leave one day, Uncle mustn't cry."
"Uncle must drink less alcohol. Drinking too much affects cultivation. If your cultivation is too low, people will bully you."
"Uncle should smile more. If Uncle's family knew you were like this, they would surely be very sad."
"And also..."
By this point, no matter how hard Lan Shi'er tried to suppress the sorrow in her heart, her voice still could not help choking up.
She quickly wiped away her tears, turned back around, narrowed her crescent-moon eyes, and smiled. "Uncle, where are we going next?"
Jiang Ping An looked at her smiling face, fell silent for a moment, and said, "To Star Sand Moon Spring."
Upon hearing the words Star Sand Moon Spring, Lan Shi'er immediately jumped up. "Really? Really? We're really going to Star Sand Moon Spring?"
Star Sand Moon Spring was one of the most beautiful ocean sights in the Thousand Sails Tomb Sea