"Having run all the way here from Long River Prefecture, I can already imagine how hard it must have been for you."
"Poor Luo Yao, though, having followed you for such a long journey."
As he spoke, Wang Mingyang gathered Luo Yao into his arms and could not help reaching out to pinch her little cheeks.
His gaze upon Luo Yao brimmed with affection.
"By the way, Elder Wang, why are you here? Does your Wang Family have connections in the Buddhist Sect as well?"
Looking at the temples all around them, Ye Lin could not help asking curiously.
"Yes, our Wang Family has some ties to the Buddhist Sect. Otherwise, we would never have received the news in advance and arrived here early."
"A long time ago, one of our Wang Family ancestors once saved a child. Only later did he learn that the child was the son of a Buddhist Sect mighty expert at the eighth heaven of Quasi-Saint."
"That was how this connection came to be, and why our Wang Family could receive news that others were not even qualified to know."
Wang Mingyang discreetly pointed toward the sky, then looked at Ye Lin with a meaningful expression.
"A Buddhist Sect mighty expert has a child?"
"Isn't the Buddhist Sect—"
Before Ye Lin could finish, Wang Mingyang stopped him with a look.
"Don't misunderstand. It was the child of that Buddhist Sect mighty expert's friend. That friend died, body and soul extinguished, while saving the Buddhist Sect mighty expert. Thus, the mighty expert treated his friend's child as his own son."
"It could be considered a fine tale. It was precisely this connection that saved our entire Wang Family."
At this point, Wang Mingyang sighed with emotion.
Had it not been for that Buddhist Sect mighty expert's