"Actually, it's Xie Yang Zhi who is lucky to have a gorgeous wife like you."
A young man in a white robe, who was looking at the healthy and sickness-free couple with smiling eyes and had a hearing sharp enough to eavesdrop on their conversation from twenty steps away, spoke up before Xie Yang could utter a peep to his wife.
Husband and wife both turned their eyes towards him and their eyes widened.
The face of the young man walking up to them was similar to Xie Yang in many ways, but there were striking differences between them. He was blessed with the good genes of Lady Shen, just like Xie Yang, and had dark pupils, wide eyes, and a sharp nose. He was several inches taller than him, though, and his tall figure was straight and strong. On his face was a smile as gentle as Xie Yang's, but it did too little to hide the fierceness and overwhelming might he had accumulated defending the border from the savage outsiders for several years.
