"Master!" Du Fan and the others couldn't help but call out again, feeling excited.
"Xiao Jiu!" Guan Xilin came over from behind, came in front of them and looked at them happily: "Xiao Jiu, Mo Ze, long time no see."
"Brother!" Fengjiu was delighted to see him: "Brother, when did you come? Are you here alone?"
"I've been here for a while, and I'm the only one here. Come on, let's go inside and talk." Guan Xilin said, looking at Xuanyuan Moze, and couldn't help but reach out and pat him on the shoulder: "It seems that you have had a wonderful five years!" Although their strength cannot be seen, it is obvious that they are much stronger than before.
Xuanyuan Moze curled his lips and said, "Not bad."
"Little Hao'er, don't you recognize me?" Guan Xilin came to Hao'er, stretched out his hand and picked him up: "The little guy has grown so big."
"Hao'er, call me uncle." Fengjiu looked at Hao'er with a smile, motioning him to call for help.
"Uncle." Hao'er called obediently.
"Good boy!" Guan Xilin rubbed his head and said with a smile.
Haoer blinked and looked at him, while curiously looking at Guan Xilin. Seeing that he looked nothing like his beautiful mother, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Uncle, why do you look different from my mother?"
His mother is so beautiful, but his uncle looks... well... too strong. Is it because he eats too much
"Because we are sworn siblings! Of course we look different." Guan Xilin said with a smile while carrying him inside.
When Haoer heard this, his heart moved. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but his eyes were wandering between his uncle and his mother in front of him. The more he thought about it, the brighter his eyes became.
They are not biological brothers and sisters, just like him, they are not born by mother, but mother treats him very well, just like her biological son. The same goes for his uncle, who is not mother's biological brother, but mother treats him as one.
As if he had figured something out, the little guy grinned and said, "Uncle, have you seen Hao'er before?"
"Well, when you were a tiny little kid, your uncle held you in his arms." Guan Xilin said as the group came to the hall.
Xuanyuan Moze and Fengjiu came to sit in the main seat, and everyone else sat down on the left and right. Servants walked back and forth, bringing tea and cakes to them, and finally left.
"Lord Yan, Miss, Young Master." Old Mei walked forward and bowed to them, but his eyes were always on Hao'er.
Seeing him, Xuanyuan Moze didn't say anything, but just took a sip of the tea, while Fengjiu pursed her lips and smiled. Haoer looked at him strangely, and when he saw his bald head, he didn't know what he thought of. The smile on his face disappeared, and he sat quietly in Fengjiu's arms.
"Mr. Mei, it's been five years. I thought you would leave, but I didn't expect you to be waiting here all the time." Feng Jiu sighed softly and her eyes fell on Mr. Mei.
Five years ago, she thought his cultivation was unfathomable. Five years later, his cultivation had remained stagnant. Now, they can see through other people's cultivation with just one glance. Such strength and cultivation are the result of their five years of practice.