"He's your Heavenly Evil Sect's heir. What does he have to do with me?" Zuo Qiu Shu said.
"Still angry with me? I stopped you for your own good," Fan Zhuolang said with a smile. "Let the matter with Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly rest. As long as you're still here, that's enough for the Demon Spirit Sect. Come on, let's have a change of mood. You haven't been yourself since you learned what happened to the Demon Spirit Sect. Even if that little baby has nothing to do with you, just come along and keep me company."
"What do I have to be angry about? You're right. There's no need for me to bother with Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly now," Zuo Qiu Shu said. "If my big brother wants to appear, he'll come out himself. Otherwise, what use would it be to threaten him with me?"
"As long as you've come to terms with it," Fan Zhuolang said. "Come on, let's see that little fellow. We've both lived for over ten thousand years, while he's only just turned a month old, hasn't he? With such a vast gulf in our ages, you could call it a kind of fate."
Zuo Qiu Shu fell silent for a moment.
"Is there another problem?" Fan Zhuolang asked.
"No, I'm just feeling a little reflective," Zuo Qiu Shu said.
"Reflecting on how old we've grown?" Fan Zhuolang asked with a smile.
"That's not quite it," Zuo Qiu Shu said. "Growing old isn't much of an issue, but I feel that our hearts have grown old too."
Fan Zhuolang frowned slightly, not quite understanding what Zuo Qiu Shu meant.
"Let me ask you, ten thousand years ago, before we went into slumber, how long had it been since you'd had any contact with a newborn baby?" Zuo