Xiao Yi Xian and Han Yue, who were in the courtyard, also forced their weak, aching bodies out of their rooms. They happened to witness this scene and froze in shock.
Qing Lin was so frightened that she took half a step back and hid behind Lu Heng.
Zi Yan blinked her large eyes, circled around Hei Qing, who was kneeling on the ground, then curiously reached out with her little hand and poked his solid, iron-like shoulder.
"Ancient Void Dragon Clan? Me?"
Hei Qing maintained his one-knee kneeling posture, his head lowered.
Facing a little girl who looked only twelve or thirteen, he displayed none of the arrogance of an eight-star Dou Zun. Every word he spoke carried respect from the depths of his bones.
"Reporting to Your Highness, this subordinate is Hei Qing, from Eastern Dragon Island in the Void Space."
"The purest royal bloodline flows through Your Highness. You are the supreme royal descendant of our Ancient Void Dragon Clan."
"This subordinate detected the fluctuations of Your Highness's bloodline in the void. By order of Third Elder Zhu Li, I have come to escort you back to the clan."
Hei Qing's booming voice exploded through the quiet little courtyard.
Zi Yan was still chewing half a piece of dried meat. She tilted her head as she listened, her little face utterly blank.
Growing up, she had never known who her parents were, much less what clan she belonged to.
Ever since she could remember, she had been alone in the deep mountains and ancient forests, searching for Yao Cai to eat. Later, Great Elder Su Qian of Jia Nan Academy brought her back to the Inner Academy, and after that, she met Lu Heng.
Out of nowhere, a burly man had appeared, knelt before her, called her