"Eh."
Lin Qingluo cried and laughed: "Hopefully not."
*
The two ancestors arrived quickly. While one person and one bird chatted and laughed, two fairy-like figures floated to the entrance of the cave.
Lin Qingluo waved her hand to open the barrier and welcome the two into the cave.
"What an imposing attitude from the Immortal Monarch! The goddess has manifested, and scared Guang Chen to death."
As Little Kingfisher had expected, True Master Guang Chen was indeed wearing a frivolous smile on his face, fanning himself as he flew into the cave.
True Master Guang Qin followed, seeming cold and indifferent, but his emotions were complex and difficult to discern.
"Hehe."
Lin Qingluo laughed and gave him a white eye: "You were so daring when stealing wine, but you wimp out when discussing serious matters. Spit out the wine you stole."
"Cough, cough."
