Five years passed in the blink of an eye...
Over the years, Tang San and Xiao Wu had both changed tremendously.
The former no longer had the handsome yet delicate appearance he once possessed. The bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor within him made him look like a refined gentleman. His trademark blue hair fluttered gently in the breeze, accentuating his jade-like complexion and bright, starry eyes. The composure and elegance that seemed to radiate from his very bones made him shine like a crane among chickens, even in a crowd.
Beside him, Xiao Wu looped her arm through his, smiling brightly.
By now, she had grown into a breathtaking young woman, tall and radiant. Her long scorpion braid hung down her back, adding a playful, lively charm.
One was gentle and refined, the other lovely and peerlessly beautiful. When they exchanged smiles, their understanding needed no words. They were so harmonious and well-matched that even the air around them seemed to turn sweet.
"Third Brother, do you think Teacher's back yet? Could he have gone to see that so-called crown prince again?"
"I don't know how he can call himself a teacher. His own disciple's already reached level forty, and he still hasn't prepared a Soul Ring in advance."
Hearing Xiao Wu's complaints beside him, Tang San smiled fondly. At first, he had thought his feelings for Xiao Wu were simply those of a special kind of brotherly affection...
But one night, after Jiang Li pointed it out to him, he finally understood what was in his heart.
He would never forget how Jiang Li had looked at him that night, exasperated, and said, "What do you mean, little sister? I think you mean sweetheart."
"That's not affection. You're lusting after her body..."
"Ah, Xiao Wu, Teacher's under a