"Xiao Feng?" Thinking of that bold, heroic man, Song Qingshu could not help smiling knowingly. Once he found an opportunity, he needed to swap A'zi and A Zhu back as soon as possible. Looking back now, what he had done then had indeed been rather reckless. But A Zhu knew the secret of his disguise, which was truly troublesome.
"Hahaha, no need to call for me. I'm already out." Amid hearty laughter, a burly man emerged from the inner hall. His tiger-like eyes radiated authority, and he naturally carried an imposing aura. Who else could it have been but Xiao Feng?
"Brother Song!" Song Qingshu went over and looked him over. "It's been a long time. Your cultivation has improved again."
Xiao Feng could not help shaking his head. "Compared to you, I'm still far behind. The more I practice, the more obvious my strength becomes, while you grow more and more restrained. Anyone who didn't know better might think you had no martial arts at all. The gap between us is only getting wider."
"The two of you start talking about martial arts the moment you meet?" Yelü Nanxian could not help rolling her eyes at them.
Song Qingshu laughed. "You're right. This time, I brought Sister Nan Xian back to her 'maiden home' to visit relatives. You two should talk more about things back home."
Yelü Qi ran over carrying a huge pile of things. "Nan Xian, these are gifts the people in the clan asked me to bring you." Although her birth parents were no longer alive, such a large clan still had some relatives left. The clan had only survived because she had sacrificed herself in marriage, so every one of them was deeply grateful to her.
The moment Yelü Nanxian saw the gifts, she choked