Though Li Qiushui's expression could not be seen beneath her veil, the killing intent around her had clearly dissipated completely, replaced by a rare serenity.
"Mother, are you... all right?"
Li Qingluo carefully stepped forward and asked tentatively, "We heard... some commotion outside just now?"
"It's nothing."
Li Qiushui said flatly, "Lin Xuan and I had a good talk. We cleared up many things."
She turned to glance at Lin Xuan, and there was even a trace of approval in her eyes.
Lin Xuan smoothly picked up the thread with a smile. "That's right, Senior Sister. Master and I hadn't seen each other for a long time, so she wanted to test how much my martial arts had improved. We exchanged a few moves in the room, stopping at the right point."
Seeing that the two were not only no longer at odds but instead looked like master and disciple sharing a deep bond, Li Qingluo let out a long breath. At last, a relieved smile appeared on her face.
"That's good, that's good."
She patted her chest, making her ample breasts tremble wildly. The sight made Lin Xuan's eyes burn.
"Mother, it's rare for Junior Brother to come back. Since the whole family is gathered today, why don't we hold a family banquet tonight, have a few drinks, and celebrate properly?"
Li Qingluo looked at Li Qiushui expectantly.
Though her mother had abandoned her when she was young, she still treasured this belated familial affection all the more.
During the past dozen days that Li Qiushui had stayed at the villa, she had not spoken much, but she had occasionally offered Li Qingluo some guidance, allowing her to feel a long-lost motherly love.
Now that Lin Xuan had returned as well, nothing could have been better than the family