Nathan hummed a cheery tune as they flew down the mountain on Raizel's boat. Raizel had gotten it, especially for him due to his difficulty in visiting them. Raizel might be an oblivious annoying rock but it was little things like this that made Nathan treasure their friendship even more.
He felt the little hand within his and smiled even wider, not to mention that they had been blessed with Ren.
He looked back and saw the handsome young man that was standing at the edge with him. The wind caressed his messy black curls and his forest green eyes did not lose to the idyllic mass of beautiful scenery.
Nathan gritted his teeth. He knew it, handsome men and cultivators were the worst and Lyle was the perfect marriage of both.
This person had called him Old. He, Nathan? One of the most handsome doctors that have ever lived, he is multi-talented and gifted. He?
He had already planned the perfect revenge for Lyle. A genius revenge even.