On the road, snow and wind swirled through the sky.
"Could I be hallucinating?"
Inside the warm carriage, Yu Lingxin looked at the infant in her arms, then at Li Fengyu, who had taken her place as the driver. Her face was full of disbelief; even now, she had no way to accept this reality.
She simply did not dare believe such a thing could happen here.
In Yu Lingxin's understanding, Uchiha Madara had always been someone who avoided trouble as if it were venomous snakes and scorpions, someone cold to the extreme. She had never imagined that the senior would truly accept this child as a disciple.
Yu Lingxin nearly thought that the senior sitting in the carriage was an impostor.
Looking at the little fellow sleeping soundly in her arms, she did not know what to say for a while and was left speechless.
Although he only said he would accept him as a nominal disciple, the fact that the senior could make such a concession is truly astonishing!
Could this child really be a once-in-ten-thousand-years martial arts genius? Or is the senior actually a chivalrous hero with a warm heart, some super good person? Yu Lingxin hurriedly shook her head. Oh dear, what am I even thinking? The senior was a hero to begin with!
Yu Lingxin looked at Sikong Che's rosy little face, then secretly glanced at Uchiha Madara. For some reason, her face suddenly flushed crimson. She quickly lowered her head, looking unbearably shy.
After the carriage had traveled for an unknown length of time, a broad and majestic city wall came into view in the distance.
"Reporting to Senior, we have arrived at Xunfeng North City!"
Li Fengyu's respectful voice came from outside the carriage. Uchiha Madara stepped out and immediately saw a massive