Having already bid farewell to four generations of old friends, Li Ji'an felt very calm now as he looked at Zhao Shuyao's gradually aging appearance.
Zhao Shuyao, however, was triggered by memories of her youth, and for a moment, she couldn't help but feel melancholic.
Especially remembering the past when she used to fiercely compete with Li Chang'an at the age of Li Fan now, although she mostly lost to Li Chang'an, those times added more fun to that period.
The sound of a flute is fading and old friends disperse; it's hard to find ten miles of joy again!
She hugged Li Fan tightly, unable to hold back her tears...
Yan Qingwan and the other two did not disturb her.
After a long time, Zhao Shuyao finally put away her sadness, smiling tearfully as she gently caressed Li Ji'an's cheek.
"Good, good, with you, Brother Li's dream of cultivation is continued, so walk well for him."
