Lu Yang's story was a long one, so long that even three days and three nights wouldn't have been enough to finish telling it. Xia He listened quietly, her eyes filled with the dazzling brilliance of Lu Yang's animated expression.
From Lu Yang's descriptions, Xia He learned what a magnificent and vast world the cultivation world was, and also how rich and colorful Lu Yang's experiences had been over the years.
Lu Yang had encountered no shortage of dangers over the years, yet Xia He discovered that whenever he spoke of those experiences, he was still incredibly excited and thoroughly enjoying himself. It was clear that he was very satisfied with everything he had gone through.
Unfortunately, the person who had been by Lu Yang's side was not her.
"You're hungry, right? I'll have someone bring up some food." Xia He said that, but Lu Yang was not the one who was hungry. She was.
Suddenly, Xia He froze as she realized the problem.
"What's wrong?" Lu Yang asked, puzzled.
Xia He pointed at her own pretty face and said somewhat anxiously, "I look like this now. Will they still recognize me?"
If the security personnel learned that Xia He had returned to youth, even the most composed among them would panic. Even if they could confirm Xia He's identity by comparing her fingerprints and genes, it was destined not to be a peaceful process.
"Then I'll turn you back into your original appearance." Lu Yang teased her, then pinched his throat and imitated the way Xia He had sounded before. "Lu Yang, I'm dying."
"Don't imitate me!" Xia He angrily pounded on Lu Yang, but her fists were soft and lacked any force.
"Don't hit me, don't hit me. I'll think of something." Lu Yang quickly admitted defeat.
"I've