"Grandpa!" When Qian Renshuang sweetly called out, Qian Daoliu was initially utterly bewildered.
When had he gained such a grown granddaughter?
But the resonance of bloodline could not lie. His youngest son had actually concealed the fact that he had such a grown daughter.
For this granddaughter who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, Qian Daoliu also developed feelings of affection.
After the grandfather and granddaughter got to know each other properly, Qian Daoliu found an opportunity to pull a stern face and say to Qian Xunyi:
"You brat, when did you get such a grown daughter? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Old man, a lot of accidents happened here. I had no choice either," Qian Xunyi said helplessly.
First of all, Shuang'er had hatched from a dragon egg. If that old fossil Qian Daoliu found out about it, his heart might stop. Secondly, after Qian Renshuang was born, they went to the world of Douluo II, and who would have known that twelve years would pass once they went there?
Qian Daoliu pressed him with a few more questions, but Qian Xunyi merely explained that Qian Renshuang had been born not long ago, that they had gone to the Douluo Continent ten thousand years in the future, and that time passed differently there.
Qian Daoliu pointed at the older Ye Guyi and Yu Mengdi and asked, "What about them?"
Qian Xunyi then told Qian Daoliu about the history of the continent's development ten thousand years later.
"No, our Spirit Hall is this powerful now, yet it still ended up being destroyed?" Qian Daoliu was shocked.
"In that world, ten thousand years ago, you only had one son, Qian Xunji, and the Pope of Spirit Hall was Bibi Dong," Qian Xunyi said.
Qian Daoliu stroked his graying beard and said,