After losing his memory, my junior brother became much more genuine.
Feng Su thought to himself.
Ji Wuye tilted his head back and drank a glass of wine.
"No Daoist partner... then you must have a girl you like?"
He seemed not to have heard Feng Su's question, and then asked another one.
But the tone was more like talking to oneself, carrying an indescribable lingering tenderness.
Feng Su clenched his fingers slightly, and then he said...
How would I know?
Feng Su didn't know which chord Ji Wuye's words touched, but he suddenly felt a little melancholy.
Ji Zao listened to everything Ji Wuye said.
He couldn't help but recall the provocative remark that the kid had made to his face just now.
Ji Zao chuckled softly without a sound.
"Thank you all for attending my birthday banquet. On this occasion, I would also like to announce something." He slowly sat up straight, his kind gaze falling on Ji Wuye. He said, "Ji Wuye, my son, and the young prince of the Water Qilin clan, has officially returned to the fold from this day forward!"
Ji Wutang's eyes were filled with tears as she looked at Ji Wuye with red eyes.
Although I don't know exactly how my father came to his senses, thankfully it was in time.
A chorus of congratulations erupted from the audience.
Ji Wuye looked up and met Ji Zao's gaze. He leisurely placed his wine glass on the edge of the table, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips.
In the end, they didn't say anything.
If only I had known then what I know now.
He was going to leave with his senior brother; he felt no sense of belonging here.
Ji Zao paid no attention to Ji Wuye's mockery; he glanced at his son's cultivation level with considerable appreciation.
He has no regrets about what he did in the past.
After all, Ji Wuye was born with three spiritual roots.
For tens of thousands of years, the descendants of the royal family have always had a single spiritual root. At that time, he was not worthy of being his son at all!
But now it's different. He was expelled from his clan alone and left to fend for himself on the continent. Instead of falling into poverty, he returned to the Foundation Establishment stage and even joined a sect.
Moreover, this personality is exactly what he wanted.
Ji Zao looked at Ji Wuye with burning eyes, like a gambler betting his entire fortune.
Feng Su frowned slightly, his gaze almost imperceptibly sweeping over Ji Zao as he pondered something.
The banquet ended
As expected, Ji Wuye was summoned by Ji Zao.
Before leaving, Ji Wuye said to Feng Su,
"Senior brother, don't we have our master? We might have to trouble her this time."
Given their combined strength, it would be virtually impossible for him and his senior brother to escape from Ji Zao.
It seems the Qilin King is determined to keep me here.
But he didn't want to.
Feng Su looked up at him. Had he really forgotten everything?
After watching Ji Wuye's back from afar for a while, Feng Su took Yu Yan's communication stone.
Ask your master for help.
His heart was pounding. He had important business with his master, so there was no need for restraint.
Feng Su's eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Master, could you come over here?"
The man's low, hoarse voice carried a hint of longing.
When Yu Yan received his message, she was preparing to go to the Zhetian Secret Realm with Zi Lan.
Upon hearing Feng Su's plea for help, the woman's heart immediately tightened.
Zi Lan was right beside her, and he heard her clearly.
Meeting Yu Yan's slightly apologetic gaze, he smiled indifferently.
"Senior sister, go ahead. Your nephew's safety is more important."
Thinking that the Hidden Heaven Realm wouldn't open until tomorrow.
Yu Yan thought that she would rush back as soon as she finished dealing with her apprentice's affairs.
"Let's meet up in the secret realm then."
Yu Yan left a message and then disappeared.
Zi Lan stared at the spot where the woman beside her had been standing for a long time.
Finally, he gave a bitter smile.
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