The first thing to appear in the image was his senior sister Zhao Linglong's amber eyes. She was so close that he could even see every eyelash.
"Little junior brother!"
After a flurry of fumbling to position the Moonshadow Stone, Zhao Linglong sat back down in her chair with great composure, then waved at Xu Taiping with a radiant smile.
"Little junior brother, that fellow Huang Que said you'd need at least seven years to come home from Youyun Heaven this time. So I thought I'd have our senior brothers and sisters leave you a few words, so you won't forget us."
"Don't waste so many words. The Moonshadow Stone can't store that much."
Zhao Linglong kept chattering away in her chair, only to be interrupted by Dugu Qingxiao beside her.
"Oh."
Zhao Linglong pursed her lips, looking a little wronged, then beamed again and clenched her little fists as she encouraged Xu Taiping:
"Little junior brother, whatever opponents you face at the Golden Scale Assembly, just do your best. Win or lose, your senior brothers and sisters will throw you a grand feast to celebrate when you come back!"
After saying this, she hurriedly vacated the seat with a smile and pulled their eldest senior sister Jiang Zhi over to sit down.
Watching this, Xu Taiping could not help the corners of his mouth lifting.
His senior sister Zhao Linglong had that ability: just a few casual words from her could make someone's spirits open up like clouds parting from the sky.
"Junior brother, your injuries should have healed by now, shouldn't they?"
Now seated in the chair, Jiang Zhi asked with a hint of worry on her face.
Of all the Seven Peaks disciples, she was the only one who truly knew how severe Xu Taiping's injuries were,