Su Qian's gaze fell on Shi Kang. The face looked familiar—it was clearly the young man who had taken Zi Yan away all those years ago—but he did not know how to address him.
As he hesitated, a crisp, somewhat familiar feminine voice called out, "Old man Su Qian!"
That form of address was familiar. After all these years, only Zi Yan—the mischievous little loli he had once picked up and brought back—had ever called him that.
The breathtaking woman standing beside Shi Kang had a head of purple hair and radiated an air of nobility.
Su Qian remembered. Shi Kang was the one who had taken Zi Yan away back then.
Su Qian said, "Y-You're Zi Yan?"
Zi Yan nodded with a smile, then said, "Not bad, old man Su Qian. We haven't seen each other in so many years, and you've already broken through to the Seven-star Dou Ancestor. You must have siphoned off quite a bit of the academy's cultivation resources."
Su Qian had been rather happy to see Zi Yan all grown up, but those words made him so angry that he blew his beard and glared.
The atmosphere of reunion was instantly ruined.
After calming himself, Su Qian shifted his gaze to Shi Kang. He then noticed a tiny child hanging from his arm and a delicately adorable little girl sitting on his shoulders. Both stared at him with their round, bright eyes, while Zi Yan intimately held Shi Kang's wrist, their posture unmistakably close.
Anyone with eyes could tell at a glance that they were a family of four.
Su Qian asked, "And this is? You two...?"
"He is my husband now, Shi Kang," Zi Yan answered. She then lowered her head and rubbed the children's heads. "These are our children. The older sister