"Old Village Chief!"
"Hehe, Village Chief!"
The children became instantly elated upon seeing Si Kongyan, bouncing and hopping about, all their earlier nervousness gone.
Si Kongyan smiled gently. "Fei Zhen, Yan Er, take the little Sky Worm somewhere else to play."
"Okay~"
"Chirp chirp~"
The beetle immediately spread its three wings. The children climbed onto its back with practiced ease, and it flew low over the ground, stirring up a burst of delighted cries before darting away.
Before long, laughter and scolding drifted over from afar. Who knew which household they had gone to wreak havoc on.
Chen Xun let out an amused smile. These children really were boisterous, simple, and pure.
Si Kongyan's expression turned solemn as he lowered his gaze. "May I ask what brings the two seniors here? This junior will tell you all he knows."
"Moo?" A trace of surprise flashed through Big Black Ox's eyes. This young junior had seen through their identities and intentions so quickly?
He had clearly realized that they were neither Roaring Sky Worm's "subordinates" nor messengers sent to deliver word.
Si Kongyan kept his posture exceedingly humble. He was deeply uncertain as well; the restrictions and grand formation of Fallen Spirit Dock had been as good as nonexistent before these two seniors, not even activating.
Especially this human senior—though he stood so close, Si Kongyan simply could not remember his face. If he did not keep looking at him for a long time, he would feel as though he would forget him the next moment, an uncanny sensation.
For an immortal cultivator with perfect recall, especially after he had once beheld an immortal visage, this one's identity was already nearly ready to burst forth... an immortal!
Si Kongyan remained calm and composed, neither servile nor overbearing.
"We came to see