"Royal Aunt!"

The child pointed at Zhao Yunmiao with a hint of annoyance, "Who is he?"

For some reason, the child immediately felt that this man was the kind of man the royal uncle disliked.

Children's intuition is always accurate.

Seeing that he was staring at Zhao Yunmiao with hostility, Xiao Tang said, "He's not anyone special, just someone who came to Shensuan Mountain for treatment."

Hearing her words, Zhao Yunmiao, who was following behind, felt a ripple in her heart.

He felt a bit bitter.

But he didn't know why he felt this bitterness.

He probably understood his own position and how unworthy he was of a woman like Xiao Tang.

Di Youming wasn't so easily fooled. He shook his head in annoyance, "Why did you bring a man up the mountain, Aunt? Where is Uncle?"

Thump!

Xiao Tang, displeased, gave the boy a sharp rap on the head. "How dare you speak to your royal aunt like that?"

The child covered his head.

I was internally screaming.

"By the way, where is your old sect leader?" she asked, turning to the disciples who had gathered around her.

The disciples looked at each other.

Emperor Youming sighed and told Xiao Tang, "Aunt, you've been gone for so many years. Our master passed away four years ago."

Xiao Tang was taken aback. "Dead?"

How could that eccentric old man just die like that?

"So who is in charge of the entire Divine Calculation Mountain now?"

How did Shensuan Mountain, without the old man, spend the past four years?

"Senior Brother!"

Senior Brother...

Was Gu Hanxin, the old man's eldest disciple at the time?

It seems that even in just five years, a great deal of change has taken place at Shensuan Mountain!