His little sister in his arms and his foolishly drooling younger brother awaiting dinner were his two best friends in the Immortal Realm.
Xiyan and Ximo.
Xiyan was intelligent and lovely, using her Spiritual Power to mend his injuries. Judging from various signs, the little girl had already regained her memories of the Immortal Realm.
Despite his multiple attempts to coax her into admitting, she feigned ignorance on purpose, pretending not to understand.
However, he knew her well enough to understand that the closer she was to denying, the closer he was to the truth.
Ximo was even more elusive.
That kid was the epitome of a dark horse, maliciously cunning.
In all their fights, he hid behind him pulling off sneak attacks, killing even more assassins than him.
