"Uncle-Master Xiao!"
"Senior Xiao!"
The moment the three saw Xiao Yize, their faces lit up, and they hurriedly gathered around him.
After the Yang Clan had stabilized the Northwest, exchanges between Yang Clan cultivators and the various powers gradually deepened as well.
And because of Yang Lingshu, whenever Yang Clan cultivators traveled to the Tiger Chasing Dynasty, they would inevitably stay at this sect for a time.
Yang Yuanling and Yang Yuanzhao could only see their father, Yang Lingshu, at such times.
Since he was away from the clan grounds year-round, Yang Lingshu had only kept them company for a short while when they were very young.
In the memories of the two children, their father's image was rather vague.
Although Yang Lingshu often sent letters home, his relationship with the two children was still somewhat distant.
During their first meetings, the two faced this father who was both familiar and unfamiliar with restraint and fear. They wanted to draw close to him, yet harbored many misgivings.
On Yang Lingshu's side, he too did not quite know how to express his feelings when facing his two children.
It was amid this slightly awkward situation that Xiao Yize, who had long lived on the Hidden Peak of the Myriad Transformation Sect, passing his days as carefree as drifting clouds and wandering cranes, appeared at just the right moment.
With his cheerful and genial nature, and unlike other elders who always put on airs, he won the two children over in just a few words.
With this good senior brother acting as a bridge and guiding them, the two children slowly let go of their worries. They began clustering around Yang Lingshu, chattering endlessly with him about all sorts of interesting things.
Thereafter, whenever the Yang Clan went to the Myriad Transformation