Lin Lang smiled gently and said, "They want a boy because they want to carry on the family line, and I, your uncle, am about to become an immortal. I won't be able to die even if I want to, so there's no need to worry about that.

And the girl is very cute, just like Lian Xin, so of course I like her."

Lian Xin narrowed her eyes and laughed, "Well, Lian Xin also likes Uncle Shenxian."

"Haha, Lian Xin is so good." Lin Lang's face was full of smiles.

At this time, a scent of meat came, Lian Xin sniffed it and his saliva almost flowed out.

Xiulan came to the table with a bowl of food and said respectfully, "Master Immortal, please enjoy your meal."

Lin Lang waved his hand. "I've already said that from now on, you can just call me Brother Lin. Master Immortal sounds tacky."

Xiulan said stubbornly: "No, the immortal master is a god in heaven, Xiulan dare not be rude."

Lin Lang curled his lips, "The problem is that I haven't become an immortal yet!"

Xiulan lowered her head and said, "You said you would become an immortal soon."

"Um...Okay then, Lin will tell you the truth."

Lin Lang leaned close to Xiulan's ear and whispered mysteriously, "I don't want anyone else to know that I'm a deity."

Xiulan felt something strange beside her ear, her face flushed, and she said in panic: "Xiulan understands, Lin...Brother Lin."

Lin Lang smiled with satisfaction, "That's right. Oh, by the way, could you please go inside and ask that kid to come out and eat?"

Xiulan hesitated and said, "How about Xiulan serve some food to him? After all, he has the plague and is not fit to go out."

Lin Lang shook his head and smiled, "His illness was cured a long time ago. Don't be fooled by his frail appearance; he's actually just hungry."

Xiulan was stunned, "Brother Lin...you...you are so bad..."