Although Xiao Han was quite strong, he was already twenty-five years old. He could hardly be considered a genius.
"Ha ha, as long as you're better! Yesterday, you looked like you were practically at death's door. I didn't expect you to recover today! Good, Heaven has eyes!"
Xiao Han nodded in relief as he spoke.
This cousin of his had been frail and sickly since childhood, beyond the help of medicine. Xiao Miao's parents had also passed away early, and because of his illness, he had been unable to cultivate. He was truly pitiful...
Xiao Miao was not genuinely enthusiastic upon seeing Xiao Han. He was only acting this way to avoid exposing himself.
Xiao Han had looked after the original owner for nearly ten years. If he did not act warmly upon seeing him, people would call Xiao Miao an ungrateful wretch.
If his reputation turned rotten, plundering luck would become much more difficult.
Xiao Miao secretly pinched himself. The pain made his eyes redden slightly, and his face took on an expression of deep suffering. Only then did he say to Xiao Han,
"Cousin, thank you for taking care of me all these years. I..."
"Xiao Miao, there's no need for this! Your parents treated me very well back then too. If not for that, sigh... Now that you're better, I can finally give them an account."
Seeing Xiao Miao looking so moved that he was about to cry, Xiao Han hurriedly said.
After speaking, Xiao Han handed the tray in his hands to Xiao Miao and continued,
"Xiao Miao, now that you're well, you must attend the next coming-of-age ceremony. If you fail to meet the standard, you can only... sigh, those are the clan rules. There's nothing your cousin can do. I only hope they can