"Who is your mother?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know who my mother is."
Yao Yuelong asked again, "Is Ah Wei doing well?"
"Er... I haven't actually seen him either."
Yao Yuelong sighed softly, her eyes filled with worry.
She probably knew what Sun Wei was up to.
Because that was the mission of every generation of the Guardian Spirit Immortal.
Yao Yuelong put away the photo frame, her slender, jade-like fingers gently stroking Sun Wei's image on it. She then raised her head to look at Sun Zhe, her gaze gentle.
"You two look so much alike. Seeing you is like seeing a grown-up version of him."
Sun Zhe didn't quite dare to meet Yao Yuelong's gentle gaze and quickly averted his eyes.
Is it my imagination, or is there a hint of aggression in her gentle gaze?
Yao Yuelong suddenly said, "Since he is still around, I presume you haven't yet taken up the mantle of the Guardian Spirit Immortal."
Sun Zhe nodded and smiled. "Honestly, I only learned about the Guardian Spirit Immortal today."
