The pavillion was quiet. Miao Yi remained speechless, completely at a loss for words.
Before, he had been searching for his little sister. Now that he was almost certain that Fairy Yue Yao was his little sister, he scarcely knew what to do at that moment.
It seemed his little sister was living a much better life than he had, or one could say, one a hundred thousand times better than he was. She didn’t need his guidance anymore. The only concern that he had if he managed to find her, was who would be looking after who instead…
Yan Beihong held his cup and quietly sipped his wine, continuing to observe Miao Yi’s expression with from the corner of his eyes.
