Ye Han had not been away from Green Ox Village for long, only a little over three years...
He had been only twelve when he left, and now he was nearly fifteen.
But he had experienced far, far too much in those three years.
In just those three years, he had gone from a cowherd who worried about filling his belly to a Cultivator who could soar through the skies, burrow through the earth, and wield Immortal Arts.
Through his divine sense, he saw seven or eight cows grazing leisurely on the hillside, eating and defecating as they always had.
A dark-skinned boy of eleven or twelve lay lazily on the grass, chewing on a grass tip and humming a tune.
Seeing the boy, Ye Han smiled faintly and murmured to himself, "It's only been a few years, but this kid has grown up."
Flying beside him, Azure Phoenix Fairy heard him and asked, "You know this boy?"
Ye Han nodded. "Yes! Wang Laocai's youngest son!"
Indeed, that dark-skinned boy was Wang Laocai's youngest son. When Ye Han left, he had still been a little fatty.
Seeing the little fatty herding cows, Ye Han found it rather amusing. This kid had looked down on him more than most, always calling him a cowherd.
Yet after he left, there was no one in the family to herd the cows, so the boy had become a cowherd himself.
Seeing that Wang Laocai's family still had quite a few cows put Ye Han considerably more at ease.
When he left, he had given Wang Laocai ten taels of silver, repaying his family's care in some small way.
Of course, Wang Laocai had hardly taken especially good care of him, but at least he had kept him from starving to death in Green Ox