"Goodbye, Master."
Zhao Bai was so startled... he nearly threw the child.
Fu Hua coughed awkwardly and said, "The child is just calling people that randomly. I've never taught her anything."
Good. That was good.
Zhao Bai breathed a sigh of relief.
This chaotic hierarchy and logic had already left Zhao Bai somewhat confused. If Fu Hua and Xuanyuan Sword ended up connected by another thread, it would become even more incomprehensible. Zhao Bai did not want to face that situation; he would not know what to call his wife.
"Who are you going with?"
"Kiana."
Seeing that no one was around, Fu Hua added a little more. After all, mission rosters were absolutely confidential. Fu Hua was someone who placed enormous importance on procedure, so normally she would not have revealed it all in one breath. But Xuanyuan Sword was right beside her.
She glanced at Xuanyuan Sword again and stared blankly into space, as though wondering why she was not her own child.
Zhao Bai felt that the High Immortal probably wanted to start a family, but he did not dare say it aloud. He feared that the moment he opened his mouth, a one-inch punch would break his nose, and one day he would end up bleeding out in some dark, gloomy alley. That truly would not be worth it.
After waving farewell to the High Immortal, Zhao Bai released Xuanyuan Sword from his embrace. Her tiny body floated into the air and circled around him. Zhao Bai paused, then started walking home.
Just as he was opening the door, Rosaliya poked her head out and happened to meet Xuanyuan Sword's eyes.
Her eyes widened in surprise, like a little kitten's.
"Auntie."
Zhao Bai sighed. It seemed Fu Hua really had taught the child quite a lot;