Over the years, as Liao Xing grew older, he had begun to shoulder the heavy responsibilities of the Prince's Mansion, and his body had naturally slimmed down. Because of that, anyone unfamiliar with them could still very easily mistake him for Luo Yunji.
"You aren't..." Wild Dog Daoist did not believe Liao Xing at all, thinking he was messing with him. But when he saw Zhang Xiaofan's gaze, it was not the kind of look he had seen before when people saw that little monster. Wild Dog thought that perhaps he really had mistaken him for someone else!
"Where is Little Junior Brother?" Zhang Xiaofan asked, looking at Liao Xing.
"Do you want to hold him?" Liao Xing offered his son toward Zhang Xiaofan, and Zhang Xiaofan immediately stepped aside.
"Better not! The smell of blood on me is heavy! It's best not to let a child come close!"
Hearing Zhang Xiaofan's words, Liao Xing sighed inwardly. He had also learned from Luo Yunji about some of Two Mountains' decisions. Over these years, Zhang Xiaofan had truly carved out a fearsome name for himself amid the Demon Sect—"Blood Young Master"!
"That guy went to the Imperial Palace! Only the one there doesn't despise him!" Liao Xing seemed to think of some unpleasant memory and curled his lip. "When are you going to take him back to Two Mountains?"
After hearing that, Zhang Xiaofan scratched his head. "Senior Brother said in a few more years. Right now, Sanfu Town and Two Mountains are developing rapidly. If Little Junior Brother went there, Senior Brother and the Prime Minister are afraid something unexpected might happen."
After hearing that, Liao Xing rolled his eyes outright. "That guy really is disliked by everyone!"
"Right! How are my father and mother?" Thinking of the Prince and