"If you ask me, just ignore that so-called Uncle. The two of you aren't even on the same level. He might not even reach the God King Realm, while the God King Realm is merely your starting point."
Long Ya seemed to want Lan Shi'er to face reality.
Lan Shi'er gently shook her head. "Sister Long, you don't understand. Uncle isn't an ordinary person. As long as you spend time with him, you'll realize that Uncle is no creature meant to languish in a shallow pool."
"Even if Uncle never becomes some powerful expert, that is completely unimportant to me."
Back then, if Uncle had not repeatedly risked himself to help her, she would have perished long ago.
If Uncle had not taught her combat techniques, even if she had entered the battlefield, she would have found it difficult to perform as she did now.
If Uncle had not helped her obtain the Creation Power of the Three-Colored Fairy, she would never have reshaped her talent or achieved what she had today.
In the end, Lan Shi'er put away the God Sound Talisman.
Recently, certain factions within the imperial clan had learned that she had come to the front lines to build connections and had sent many people to watch her.
If those people learned of Uncle's existence, they would very likely harm him.
I hope Uncle has already left the Blue Sea. That would be safest...
Seeing Lan Shi'er like this, Long Ya felt intensely jealous, yet there was nothing more she could say.
She wondered just what kind of person this "Uncle" Lan Shi'er constantly thought about was.
If she ever got the chance to meet him, she truly wanted to see what charm he possessed.
He was just a man, wasn't he? How could he have bewitched