Yiyi entered the ancient hall and said to the group of elders who had not yet departed, as well as her father, Shui Hong'an, the head of the Shui Family, "Chu Mo said he will come in one day."
"Hm?"
"Ah?"
"What?"
"Chu Mo is coming?"
Everyone in the great hall was momentarily caught off guard. However, soon after, all faces were struck with astonishment as they turned their gazes collectively toward Yiyi.
Shui Hong'an asked his daughter Yiyi, "Really?"
Even though Yiyi had already become an elder, she couldn't help but respond with a bit of coquettish indignation to her own father, "Would I make up something like that?"
"What is he coming for?" Shui Hong'an looked at his daughter nervously.