At this point, Murong Jiang looked at Murong Congyun, who had lowered her head in silence, and said lovingly, "This way, Yun'er's heart can finally be put at ease over one matter!"
"Seventh Granduncle..." Murong Congyun lowered her head even further, her neck seeming to flush red as well. In a voice as faint as the flutter of a mosquito's wings, she said, "Why have you said so much today...?"
"Haha, this old man is happy today!" Murong Jiang laughed heartily, pointing at Xiao Hua. "Back in the Divine Demon Blood Swamp, this old man had thought highly of Xiao Hua, which was why I entrusted you to him! And he did not disappoint my trust. For your sake, he was struck into the Blood Swamp by the Buddhist Protectors. That he survived was naturally heaven's will, and also a blessing for my Murong family. Today, seeing Xiao Hua again, this old man is delighted as well. As long as he agrees, I shall immediately lay out a banquet to celebrate his achievement and wish him well in joining my Murong family!"
"Mmm, Seventh Granduncle has considered everything most thoroughly. This child thanks..." Though Murong Congyun was shy, she spoke as she nudged Xiao Hua with her elbow. "Xiao Hua, why aren't you quickly thanking Seventh Granduncle?"
"Hehe..." Xiao Hua's eyes shifted slightly, and a meaningful smile had already appeared on his face. He replied, "That Immortal Friend Murong still remembers the promise from two hundred years ago greatly gratifies this Xiao. This Xiao came today precisely for this matter! Although this Xiao no longer intends to shelter under any family, this Xiao must still thank Immortal Friend for giving this Xiao that opportunity back then..."
The flush immediately faded from Murong Congyun's face, replaced by a pallor. The panic