Back then, Little Jiang had only been in her teens and had not followed them to the final decisive battle.
After Su Old Devil was suppressed by that terrifying monstrous beast, his enemies began hunting down the remnants of so-called devils like them. Little Jiang vanished without a trace around that time. Old Xiu had never expected to see her here.
Aunt Jiang rose to her feet with tears streaming down her face. Though already middle-aged, she cried like a child.
And before Old Xiu and Old He, she was indeed a child. Over the years, she had endured far, far too much suffering.
Before her stood the first elder relatives she had seen in decades.
At last, after Aunt Jiang's emotions had calmed somewhat, Old Xiu smiled and asked, "Little Jiang, you were the one who taught that Heavenly Wolf Captain from the Eastern Tyrant Branch the Killing Sword Dao, weren't you?"
"Yes. You two uncles recognized me through Ah Yi, didn't you?"
Aunt Jiang answered with a soft laugh, feeling that this was truly fortunate.
"Before my father went off to war back then, he recorded the Killing Sword Dao and left it to me. He said that if I ever had the chance, I should find a successor for him and Uncle Su. Ah Yi's temperament suited it well, so I passed it on to him."
That was how Yang Yi had come by the Killing Sword Dao. It had not been taught to him by Su Old Devil after he happened to pass by recently.
Old Xiu and Old He exchanged glances in secret. They had mistaken yet another successor—Yang Yi was not their boss's inheritor either.
Still, Old Xiu's aged face broke into a smile.
"Yes. If we hadn't seen the Killing Sword Dao, and