"This is so boring. I'm going back to my room first."
Lu Linxuan was the first to lose interest. She headed toward her room.
"Linxuan, wait for me."
Zhang Zifan called softly and followed after Lu Linxuan.
"Kid, a land of tenderness is a hero's grave!"
Only then did Li Xingyun notice the old woman. He immediately got up and began kneading her shoulders and rubbing her back, grinning as he said, "Grandma? What are you doing here?"
Though he had no idea why this mysterious old woman had helped him, or why she had given him such an unfathomable cultivation method, he also had no clue how skilled she truly was.
But one could never go wrong with being polite. Besides, he could feel that this old woman genuinely cared for him.
More importantly, he instinctively felt close to her.
Li Wan'er said irritably, "Brat, if I'm not in my own home, where else would I be?"
"Ah... Grandma, Yuelai Inn belongs to you?"
"Boss, who's this little guy?"
A-Jie suddenly returned from playing outside. When she saw Li Xingyun fawning over Li Wan'er, she was instantly curious.
She completely ignored everyone else.
Suddenly, A-Jie stopped acting carefree and wore a grave expression, as though she were answering herself.
"Descendants of phoenixes and dragons? There are still Li Tang bloodlines in the world!"
This time, Zhang Zifan, Lu Linxuan, Shangguan Yunque, and the others all stared at A-Jie in surprise, wondering how she knew that.
Unfortunately, A-Jie did not answer them. A-Jie had regained control of her body, rather than Ying Gou.
Lu Linxuan asked pleasantly, "Little sister, how did you know Senior Brother's identity?"
A-Jie looked confused. "What? How would I know?"
Li Wan'er said, "Enough. That girl has played herself into a serious problem. She often talks