After Liu Shui left, Xiao Mo walked back to the bamboo courtyard alone.
The moment he stepped through the gate, he saw a graceful woman in a white dress standing quietly in the courtyard.
Staring at the figure, Xiao Mo felt a mix of surprise and weary resignation.
'My humble bamboo courtyard has certainly seen a lot of visitors today.'
"Greetings, Madam."
Xiao Mo walked forward and bowed respectfully.
"There's no need for such formality."
Tushan Xinhua nodded lightly, her gaze falling upon the young man before her, now all grown up.
Her captivating eyes slowly swept over him, the look in their depths complex and unreadable, as if she were both scrutinizing him and reminiscing about something.
After all, in the blink of an eye, the little boy who had been sold to Tushan Mansion had become a Golden Core Realm Cultivator before the age of twenty. It was indeed surreal.
"I came today to ask you a question," Tushan Xinhua said slowly. "Xiao Mo, can you answer me truthfully?"
