"Yes, Daodao, it's me." Niu Youdao nodded with a helpless laugh, somewhat unable to bear the demon's way of addressing him.
Having received confirmation, Silver Child giggled, her smile innocent and radiant. She finally seemed relieved.
Seeing the situation here, Zhao Xiongge and Yun Ji both cautiously tried to approach.
Upon seeing Silver Child's face, Yun Ji let out a breath of relief. She recognized her—she had seen her back at Thatched Cottage Manor. She was also rather astonished. So this girl really was the Sacred Rakshasa. Earlier, when Niu Youdao had said he had come here to find Silver Child, and that Silver Child was the Sacred Rakshasa, Yun Ji had still been somewhat doubtful.
Now it seemed that the world had never known the Sacred Rakshasa of the Butterfly Dream Illusory Realm had once lived for a long time at Thatched Cottage Manor.
"It's her?" Zhao Xiongge was greatly shocked upon seeing Silver Child's face.
Silver Child had a poor memory and did not remember the two of them well. As they approached, she instinctively hid behind Niu Youdao. Reborn as she was, she was somewhat timid around strangers. One hand clutched tightly at Niu Youdao's clothes as she warily stared at the pair with bare, porcelain-white feet.
Niu Youdao looked back at the clothing she was tugging on, feeling rather helpless. He found that the girl still had the same old habit, exactly as when he had first met her years ago. She had not changed in the slightest.
Turning back, he answered Zhao Xiongge, "Yes! You nearly beat her to death back then. You were fortunate you didn't provoke her, or how could you possibly still be alive?"
"..." Zhao Xiongge was rendered speechless. He remembered what had happened back then. After all, he had not