Luo Huainan's Yuanying stopped struggling.
The light net that was like a chessboard stopped tightening.
Hovering in the mid-air above the small green bottle, the Yuanying displayed a baffled expression as he watched Tong Yan approach the table.
Yet, the expression wasn't apparent, because the Yuanying had just been born; so it was understandable that his expression was also weak.
Tong Yan sat down on the stone stool, his eyes leveled with Yuanying's.
The appearance of Yuanying looked like Luo Huainan, but a lot tender. It was an interesting experience when Tong Yan moved his face closer to Yuanying.
"You have raised a Yuanying in secret, and that is why you have seldom stayed on the Cloud Dream Mountain these last three years. I think this is the last path you have prepared for yourself."
"I don't even know what you're talking about. Let me go at once!"
