"Patriarch Changfeng, it's been a long time, you still look the same."
"It seems that aside from looking a bit more lively, there have been no other changes..."
Luo Youwei, that young girl, spoke as she did.
She silently made her way beside Luo Changfeng,
and sat down quietly under the Stone Pavilion as well.
Of course, located in this small courtyard, beside the Stone Pavilion, Miao Qi also caught Luo Youwei's attention.
However, toward the unfamiliar Miao Qi,
Luo Youwei did not raise her voice to ask.
She merely squinted her eyes slightly, her crescent-like eyes silently gazing at Luo Changfeng.
The smile on her face never changed.
"You little rascal, where have you been all this time?"
"Why haven't you come back?"
"It really made me worried for quite a while..."
As Luo Changfeng spoke, he gently tapped Luo Youwei's head with his hand.
Luo Youwei was slightly mischievous, sticking out her tender tongue.
