The refreshing breeze, brilliant piano music and a warm and gentle female voice. "Brother, my sweet little brother, we have finally met."
Under the shadowy oaks, the swollen old man continued to play. Gu Jun could not tell where the voice came from. He focused his sight, "You said you're my big sister? What do you mean by that?"
"I mean what I said quite literally." The female voice chuckled. It sounded like an older woman. "Little brother, look at how tense you are. You must have been under great pressure. Poor thing, it must not have been easy to shoulder the tragedy of the world on your shoulders."
Gu Jun gritted his teeth slightly. 'Yea, no thanks to you…'
"Yes, it is indeed not easy." He said darkly, "To deal with bastards like you. But luckily, that thing under R'yleh is still asleep."
