Wang Shouzhe looked at his somewhat excited expression and said earnestly, "Seeing you so thrilled, your Fourth Uncle is deeply gratified as well. Once you've learned some skills from those masters, I'll send you to the Outer Domain for some experience first."
Fourth Uncle, please, I'm begging you, be a human being~
Wang Zongchang's hand holding the Night Shadow Armor trembled slightly. He was so "moved" that tears nearly fell.
Just as the two were speaking, Wang Liyao and Wang Zongan returned from school.
Three years had passed, and Wang Liyao had now become a graceful young maiden, like a flower bud about to bloom.
Thanks to her parents' excellent genes, though she was only eleven or twelve, she already possessed a faint little goddess-like air. Especially those large almond eyes of hers—they brimmed with confidence and shone with spirit, making her instantly lovable.
As for the "Young Clan Leader," Wang Zongan, he had grown much taller and sturdier than he had been several years ago, beginning to resemble a young lad.
He had inherited Liu Ruolan's nose—straight and handsome—which made the contours of his entire face more defined and gave him a slightly cool air.
Only, his temperament was neither that of Wang Shouzhe's gentle, refined young master nor Liu Ruolan's soft and dignified grace. Instead, as he grew older, he increasingly resembled "Liu Ruoling." No one knew where exactly things had gone wrong.
Still, he had always been steady and low-key, disliking the limelight. As usual, he quietly followed behind his elder sister, looking like a solemn little adult.
"Greetings, Father. Greetings, Second Brother."
Seeing Wang Shouzhe and Wang Zongchang in the courtyard, the two children stepped forward to offer their respects according to etiquette. Such was the clan: seniority and age were extremely important. Even as members