Guan Xilin lived nearby and saw them often, unlike those who'd been gone for years. So he simply stood by watching them.
"Enough, enough. We're all family here—no need for all these formalities," Feng Sanyuan waved dismissively.
"Little Jiu, tell us what you've been up to these past years! And Mo Ze—it's been years since his accident. Has his health fully recovered?" Feng Xiao inquired.
"Mo Ze's body has fully recovered, and through some twist of fate, his spirit has grown even stronger. You needn't worry about him. As for my time in the Upper Immortal Realm these past years..." Feng Jiu spoke slowly, knowing their concern for her journey. She gave them a broad outline to ease their minds.
Their conversation stretched on until dawn began to break.
