"Since we decided to spend the rest of our lives with each other, we had to return here to pay our respects to our ancestors no matter what." Lang Yilang's voice became wearier and wearier, and also more and more sinister.
"When I told Hong Wuliang about this, he gave us his sincerest blessings. Then, he also gave each of us a Purple Crystal as a congratulatory gift. At that time, our cultivation levels weren't high… Purple Crystals didn't come by easily."
"Both Xia'er and I were very grateful to him. We thought that Hong Wuliang was really someone with a lot of grace and magnanimity."
When he said that, Lang Yilang let out two short barks of bitter laughter.
But he had finally accidentally revealed that name — Xia'er.