Han Li actually wanted to take her under his wing as soon as possible, but the omnipresent Mystical Beast was keeping a tight watch on him. Ancestor Han didn't dare make the slightest reckless move, for he might incur heavenly wrath and instantly meet his demise.
On the other hand, Yao Xi's memories of this life were too fleeting. If her past life memories were to be revived, there was a great likelihood that they would take precedence, and by then, she would become a stranger to him—a prospect Han Li didn't want to face.
"Sigh, nurturing a young girl is indeed a long and arduous task."
Thinking of the fact that it would take another three or four years for Yao Xi to come of age, Han Li silently sighed.
"Xi Xi, have you been having headaches lately?"
"Nope, and those weird memories aren't showing up either," Yao Xi said, her delicate, tender face breaking into a smile.
