Zhang Yuanqing immediately went over and sat down—not opposite the boy, but beside him. Assuming the role of an attendant, he picked up the wine jug and poured him a drink.
Though the ancestor looked underage, he was actually a hundred-year-old child.
"I've long admired you, Ancestor. I've met quite a few demigods, but you're the most unusual. You've returned to simplicity and even reverted to youth," Zhang Yuanqing said.
"That's the Earth Mother's trait. Nothing remarkable." The Xie Family ancestor raised his cup and took a sip.
Earth Mother—was that the title of a Musician at the demigod stage? Zhang Yuanqing followed up smoothly. "Ancestor, what do you mean by that?"
Using a small silver shovel, the Xie Family ancestor scooped up a piece of crab roe and stuffed it into his mouth. His tiny mouth smacked away as he savored it, his face full of contentment while he said:
"Only mothers and children can bring out the power of the Musician class. Especially at the demigod stage—if you maintain the appearance of an adult man, the power of your skills will be greatly reduced. Women who have never borne children likewise cannot unleash a Musician's true strength."
There was such a rule? Hmm, the core ability of the Musician class was nurturing. That actually made some sense. Zhang Yuanqing could not help thinking of the Nüwa Sovereign Map.
Nüwa Sovereign held the Holy Infant, corresponding to mother and child.
"Listening to you is worth more than ten years of study." Zhang Yuanqing diligently refilled his cup. "Ancestor, please drink."
The youthful, fair, adorable boy raised his cup and took another small sip.
Zhang Yuanqing then picked up the crab-picking tools and began dismantling crabs for the ancestor, just as Xie Lingxi had done for him.
One dismantled crabs