Although the Three Senior Brothers had indeed handled this matter well, Hu Tutu still found the sight of them irritating.
One wore a black suit, another a white suit. They looked all respectable, but one glance told her they were unreliable.
The other was dressed as though he had come to beg, which irritated Hu Tutu even more.
They were already Sages, yet they still acted so frivolously.
Listening to Hu Tutu's complaints, Leng Qingsong and the other two did not dare breathe too loudly. They exchanged glances, then left as though something were chasing them.
Standing before the enormous floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the city's glittering lights and extravagant nightlife, Hu Tutu had gained a deeper understanding of this world through her years of life as a big star.
Compared to the Myriad Immortal Domains, where everyone devoted themselves to cultivation, a world awash in material desires like this one could temper the Dao Heart even better.
Human nature was more complicated here, and it was better suited for cultivators to examine whether their own Dao was true or false.
Over these five years, apart from looking at him once from afar or learning about his recent circumstances through Godmother, Hu Tutu had never truly gone to see him.
Even now, Hu Tutu could not tell whether Eldest Senior Brother still retained his memories.
From what she had seen to what Godmother had described, Eldest Senior Brother was far too different from ordinary children after his reincarnation.
Whenever she remembered the finger that had suddenly touched her forehead before Eldest Senior Brother reincarnated, and that gentle farewell, Hu Tutu felt a pain like an awl piercing her heart.
Even when the few of them arranged for him to reincarnate, Eldest Senior Brother had never asked why, instead letting