The Ding family's convoy moved slowly forward, as the sky was getting increasingly dim.
As the eldest son of the Ding family, Ding Luo was extraordinarily talented. At the age of just twenty-two, his martial arts skills had already reached the third grade level, making him the future hope of the entire Ding family.
This time, in order to protect his family's migration, he not only put himself forward for protection but also brought along two members from his sect.
Senior Sister Mu Chunxiu and Master Changyun Daoist were both roped in by him to safeguard the convoy.
At this moment, watching his father and master happily chatting with a harmonious atmosphere. Senior Sister and his mother were also whispering privately.
Ding Luo's worries about problems in their interactions were mostly alleviated.
"Speaking of which, Ding Luo, you are good in every way except for this nosy habit. You must remember to change it."
