"not yet!"
"It's been so many years, is Yu'er really in trouble?"
"Don't worry, Mom. Someone wants to see you today!"
"Who is it?"
"Hmm! I don't know either. He said he was an old friend of yours. I don't think he is!"
Xia Shiyin pouted.
When did the ancestor and mother meet?
"Did you bring someone here?"
Concubine Jing looked back, confused and curious.
Who is coming?
Does she have any old friends in the Xia family?
Li Mu walked in from outside the yard and stared at Concubine Jing with a smile on his face.
Concubine Jing frowned!
Trying hard to recall.
for a long time!
A look of realization appeared on Concubine Jing's face, and then her eyes were filled with tears.
"You...you are Leo?"
The hoarse voice was choked with sobs.
Li Mu waved to Xia Shiyin beside him, signaling her to leave.
Meeting old friends!
There is so much to say.
Xia Shiyin walked out of the yard with reluctance on her face.
"Little Leo? What do you mean?"
Is this the ancestor's nickname?
curious!
Very curious!
But she didn't dare go back and eavesdrop.
Looking at Liu Huaiting squatting in the corner outside the yard and teasing ants.
Xia Shiyin quickened her pace.
"Little sister, what's your name?"
"My name is Liu Huaiting, and everyone calls me Tingting. I'm ten years old. How old are you, sister?"
Tingting said.
It seemed like no one had spoken to him for a long time, and he kept asking questions.
"Uh~ My name is Xia Shiyin! As for my age…"
Xia Shiyin touched her cheek.
She is over sixty years old this year, but for a Saint-level warrior, this age is still very young.
It has maintained its previous appearance over the years.
"Hey~ You've reached the peak of your innate talent!"
Suddenly, Xia Shiyin discovered something extraordinary.
His eyes were wide open.
"Tingting, are you really ten years old?"
"Of course I'm ten!"
Tingting stared and slowly backed away.
Why did this sister feel so scary in an instant?
"Hehe~"
Xia Shiyin laughed.
Then, I felt like crying again.
He reached the peak of innateness at the age of ten.
What was she doing at ten?
So sad!
Afterwards, his expression changed again, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes.
Can cultivate a ten-year-old to the peak of innateness.
It must be the ancestor.
"Tingting, how did you get to know old...Grandpa?"
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