Yu Yan has regained her appearance.

The star-like marks between her brows seemed even more radiant.

She silently watched Xiaoyan's actions without saying a word.

She knew he had discovered something, but she was waiting for him to ask her.

Feng Luoyan sensed the presence of a blood relative in Yu Yan, and he remained lying still.

Yu Yan touched the soft fur between the rabbit's ears; it was fluffy and soft, and felt excessively good to the touch.

"I went to the demon realm."

The woman gently stroked the rabbit's fur and spoke.

Visibly, Feng Luoyan's ears immediately perked up.

The woman chuckled softly, her pink lips curving slightly upwards.

"Xiao Yan, guess who I saw?" she asked.

As soon as she finished speaking, the rabbit ran out of her arms and transformed into a boy who squatted down next to Yu Yan.

Feng Luoyan looked up at her, "Sister, what did he say to you?"

The boy's eyes flickered with trepidation and anticipation, as well as an unconcealable unease.

Yu Yan felt a pang of heartache watching this, and remembering that Feng Lin wasn't entirely heartless, the woman gently stroked the boy's long hair.

"He asked about you and asked me to take good care of you."

Feng Luoyan's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up, turned around, and faced away from Yu Yan.

"I'm all grown up now! I don't need my sister to take care of me."

Yu Yan gazed at the boy's slightly stubborn back, a smile playing in her unrestrained peach blossom eyes.

She watched him grow up; how could he not need her care?

Unseen by Yu Yan, the boy suppressed the mist that had been welling up in his eyes.

Asking her sister to take care of him meant she didn't want to see him.

Perfect, he doesn't want to go back either!

When he turned around again, Feng Luoyan's dimples appeared, and he asked, seemingly tentatively,

"Sister, let's make a contract."

He has been with his sister since he was a child; she is his family.

Only through a contract, and only through a contract, will they never be separated.

Unlike when they were young, they won't be abandoned so easily.

Feng Luoyan clenched her fists nervously.

She refused last time, so what about this time?

Unsurprisingly, Yu Yan heard the boy's request and looked at him for a while.

I don't know how much time has passed.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Yu Yan flicked his forehead.

"We'll see."

The boy visibly lost his composure.

He turned and glared fiercely at the door.

Who's knocking at the door!

"Master, your disciple needs to speak with you."

Li Ze stood at the doorway and caught a glimpse of Feng Luoyan's hostile gaze out of the corner of his eye.

He smiled innocently.

"Come in."

As the boy stepped through the door.

With a flick of her finger, Yu Yan closed the door again.

"Master, could you please set up a soundproof array?"

Li Ze's expression was slightly serious.

Yu Yan didn't know what he wanted to say, so she casually pulled up a soundproof barrier.

Feng Luoyan gave a soft snort.

Under Li Ze's gaze, she curled up like a little rabbit and lay on Yu Yan's lap.

"Do you really not want to be a human being?" Li Ze gritted his teeth and complained.

All they do is cling to their master all day long.

No ambition.

"Lize, what do you want to say to your master?"

Li Ze immediately sat down opposite Yu Yan.

——

Shui Muran followed Su Ting to the foot of the outer wall of Baili Mansion.

Not far away, Baili Niaoniao walked back with a displeased expression.

A sinister glint flashed in Su Ting's eyes.

She's all alone this time; he's determined to kill her!

Shui Muran stroked his chin, giving the man a strange look as the black and red aura of malevolence that had resurfaced around him.

It's definitely not demonic energy.

However, for cultivators, unless the malevolent energy is extremely concentrated, it is difficult for it to solidify into a tangible form.

Even if it solidified, it wouldn't be as obvious as Su Ting; at most, it would just be a layer of hazy black mist.

What grudge does Su Ting have against that person?

As for this resentment?