In the room, the senior sister was laughing about the lovely future of the little one.
Even though the name wasn't yet decided, and whether it was a boy or a girl was still unknown, this didn't hinder her, as the aunt's imagination.
"If it's a girl, she will definitely be as beautiful as you. By then, the young talents from all the different sects will have to queue up to visit our sect, and we should charge them an admission fee!" The senior sister declared that our sect isn't a place one can just waltz into, especially those who plan to sneak in—like someone with a certain hand...
"If it's a boy, I guess he'll resemble Ghost Hand... uh," the senior sister paused, truly unable to find anything flattering to say about Ghost Hand and could only add, "As long as he's not as much of a smart mouth, he will also be a handsome little guy. Remember, when the time comes, we can't let Ghost Hand take care of the child. It's because he was wild as a kid that he turned out this way."
