The private banquet Ye Qingxian mentioned was closer in form to a formal discussion of the Dao, except that they'd added a dining table, giving me, someone unqualified to take part in the discussion, a chance to participate in some small way.
During the discussion of the Dao, Frost Moon was basically just an observer, too.
At that moment, she stared at the little bundle in my arms, resentment practically spilling from her eyes.
I'd always kept Yangyang close and had never brought her out before.
This was Frost Moon's first time seeing her, too.
As Frost Moon gazed at Yangyang's adorable face, she already wanted to chop someone into a thousand pieces.
Who was it? Who? Who on earth?
It was a question she'd long wanted answered, one that had remained a mystery.
Junior Sister Xiaoyao was so lovable and pitiful. What kind of beast could bring himself to lay a hand on her?
The next second, she found out.
"This is... my junior sister."
Ye Qingxian cleared her throat.
Then she guided everyone's gaze. "And this is—"
"My daughter."
The moment those words left her mouth, all the fairies fell silent. Their brief quiet was followed by an uproar.
Frost Moon first looked incredulous, then her eyes widened, and finally she stared straight at Ye Qingxian.
Fine. You're amazing.
So it was you, you little beast. You kept saying, "Junior Sister, this is my junior sister," while secretly making your move behind everyone's backs.
Beast. You're a beast.
So she hadn't been wrong to pick a fight after all!!
Perhaps Yue Wuhua was the only one who could understand Ye Qingxian's state of mind.
At that moment, she was the only one who gave her a look that said, I understand.
Ye Qingxian cleared her throat again. "You've