An elderly woman with white hair returned. She looked like she was in her seventies or eighties, but her Innate Cultivation suggested she was actually much older.
He glanced at the child next to him, who was under ten years old, and wasn't surprised.
Cultivators generally married at a later age, so it's normal for their grandchildren to be quite young.
"This is one of your lineage, hasn't returned for decades, so you probably don't recognize them."
The old man grinned.
"That's not necessarily true. I used to go back every few years, but in the past decade or so, I've been moving around less due to old age."
The old woman's face was marked with wrinkles, her eyes slightly cloudy, as she glanced at Shen Wang: "I don't recognize this son-in-law. May I know what your esteemed wife is called?"
"Minru."
Shen Wang had prepared in advance, mentioning a sister that Paper Kite knew of, who indeed had been married off somewhere far away.
