"Hmph, that old guy just knows how to talk, I'll have to tease him later."
As they were speaking, the group stepped into the inner hall. As soon as they crossed the threshold, the noise from outside vanished. Sun Peiying was about to marvel at the clever design of the house, but then suddenly stopped in his tracks.
In the courtyard of the inner hall, an elderly man dressed in a blue short-sleeve shirt and long trousers stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he looked at him.
"Xiao Yingzi, it's been decades, what? You don't recognize me?"
Xiao Yingzi... Hearing this nickname, both An Yiqing and Sun Rao twitched the corners of their mouths.
"You little brat..." Sun Peiying's eyes reddened as he took a large step forward and punched Ye Chenghong on the shoulder, "Still as infuriating as ever!"
With that, he extended his long arms, and the two old friends, who hadn't seen each other in decades, embraced each other joyfully and tearfully.
