Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, withdrew his gaze, and spoke in a voice several degrees lower than before. "Let's go. There's no need to mind others."
Hearing this, Ling Jing glanced at Qian Daoliu, an odd expression appearing on his face.
He was becoming more and more curious about what exactly had happened to Qian Daoliu in the Far North when he was young. The old man must have experienced something profoundly unforgettable, or he would not repeatedly reveal such expressions.
Unfortunately, the old man refused to say anything... Seriously, it wasn't like I was some blabbermouth. What would be wrong with telling me so I could enjoy a little gossip? At most, after I got back, I'd casually mention it to Bibi Dong, right?
My mouth, Ling Jing's mouth, was famously tight-lipped!
Ling Jing sighed helplessly inwardly and could not help turning back for another look.
The figures in the distance had drawn closer. After consuming Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, Ling Jing's eyesight had already surpassed that of ordinary Soul Masters. At this distance, he could clearly make out these people's faces.
One of them still looked youthful and beautiful from her features, but upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to notice that she was no longer young. Conservatively speaking, she was probably around Qian Xunji's age.
And...
Ling Jing could not help turning to look at Qian Daoliu again, his face revealing a trace of bewilderment.
This beautiful middle-aged woman actually bore some resemblance to Qian Daoliu around her brows and eyes?
Hiss...
Ling Jing was stunned by this discovery.
At first glance, the woman's brows and eyes really did resemble Qian Daoliu's. Looking more closely... they seemed even more alike!
Behind the beautiful middle-aged woman were two girls who looked only fifteen or sixteen