Si Le's eyes darkened slightly, and he found himself puzzled by how calm he felt.
Ten thousand years had passed. That fierce love seemed to have nearly evaporated. Even with Ran Zirou in his arms again, his heart did not race.
Ran Zirou nestled against Si Le, then pointed at Li Zi below.
"Husband, her name is Li Zi. She's my sworn enemy."
She looked at Li Zi with a venomous smile.
It was thanks to Li Zi that she had been reunited with her husband.
"Senior Sister, stop pretending. I know why you snuck into the Demon Realm."
Si Le frowned at Li Zi.
Li Zi made no attempt to hide. She merely smiled. "Miss, I think you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not the person you're talking about, and I'm not from the Cultivation World."
Li Zi had grown into her features over the years. Both her appearance and voice had changed somewhat.
Ran Zirou, on the other hand, looked exactly as she had when they last met.
Ran Zirou cultivated the Dual Cultivation Method. Her body had matured by the time she was eleven or twelve.
That voice...
Si Le's eyes darkened further.
Wasn't that the voice he'd heard by his ear?
Ran Zirou, however, seemed to have heard a joke. She gave a cold laugh. "Li Zi, I'd never mistake your voice. Pretending to be so mysterious here? How ridiculous."
She took Si Le's hand and swung it gently. "She's the one who killed the wisp of your soul you left in the Cultivation World."
Li Zi thought, What a load of hot air.
The system chuckled. Host, your son looks pretty clever. He doesn't seem like someone who'd easily believe a villain's lies.
A son?
Si Le's head snapped up, his gaze locking onto