"Brother Xiaoyu, you seem pretty happy today."
Leng Lingling watched Cheng Xiaoyu walk in humming a little tune and thought of the beautiful woman from a few days ago as she spoke.
"Oh right, Brother Xiaoyu, your mom is so pretty. I didn't expect her to be old friends with Grandpa."
Leng Qing also walked over and said with a smile.
"That's right, Junior Apprentice Brother. I didn't expect our two families to have such a connection."
"My mom came to Qingtian Hunter's Institute?"
Hearing this, Cheng Xiaoyu froze. He hadn't expected Mom to have come to Qingtian Hunter's Institute a few days ago, much less that she was old friends with Grandpa Bao.
Noticing Cheng Xiaoyu's gaze, Song Qiming waved a hand and said mildly.
"Your mother and I are indeed old friends, but don't think you'll learn anything from me. If you have questions, ask your mom."
Seeing that he couldn't learn anything from Song Qiming, Cheng Xiaoyu immediately called Ye Chang, but no matter what, the call wouldn't connect, so he had no choice but to send a message.
[Mom, are you and Grandpa Bao from Qingtian Hunter's Institute old friends?]
After a while, a message finally came from the other end.
[Yes. If there's anything you want to ask, wait until Mom comes back, all right? Be good, son. Good boy.]
Looking at those words coaxing him like a child, Cheng Xiaoyu sighed helplessly. It seemed there was nothing he could do for now. He could only wait until Mom came back and ask then.
Still, judging from this message, he guessed that Mom's identity might really not be simple...
"Yin~"
Suddenly, a small fireball flew out from Cheng Xiaoyu's shadow. Little Flame, who hadn't appeared for several chapters, glared at him in a huff, the