PS: I uploaded the wrong thing just now-it ended up being Nine Songs of the Moving Heavens.
The mountains in the northwestern Douluo Continent were like a primeval wilderness, without a soul or a building in sight, only endless mountains and crumbling walls.
Nestled among those mountains stood a lone little wooden cabin.
A fair amount of blue silver grass grew in the clearing outside the cabin, lush and thriving. The thatched dwelling had little space inside, with only a bed and a desk, the latter covered in books and sheets of rough paper.
Tang Hao looked at Ah Yin nearby, dressed in elegant, luxurious clothes. Her silky, pale blue hair fell from her shoulders, and her deep blue eyes were as flawless as blue crystals. She was smiling as she played with Tang San, and he walked over with quiet, careful steps.
"Hao, look. Our child is so adorable."
Noticing Tang Hao approaching, Ah Yin's expression softened involuntarily. She held Tang San out to him, a curious hint of pride creeping into her voice.
Tang Hao did not know whether to laugh or cry. He gave Ah Yin an indulgent look before saying, "Yes, very adorable. Not just adorable, either-when he grows up, he'll definitely be as beautiful as you."
"Of course. If he looked like you, we'd really have something to worry about." Ah Yin puffed out her cheeks and rolled her eyes at Tang Hao, then went back to gazing at their child with a smile, as though she could never get enough of him.
At the sight, Tang Hao's heart, which had been filled with anxiety, settled into peace.
"Ah Yin, how is your recovery coming along? Isn't it time we left this place?"
"Huh?"
Ah Yin's expression dimmed at his words, and she stopped playing