Jun Wu Xiao carried Gu Zhou Jian as they hurried to find the next person. Dao San Qian was in seclusion, cultivating as usual, when he suddenly sensed a visitor and immediately went out to greet them.
As soon as he stepped outside, he noticed that she had aged significantly since they last met and couldn't resist teasing her a bit.
"Well well, it's been a while, and the little girl from before has turned into an old lady. If we go out together now, people might mistake us for a grandmother and her grandchild."
Gu Zhou Jian, already tired of hearing such remarks from Jun Wu Xiao, barely reacted. She just huffed:
"Hmph, you shameless old man, say what you want, it is what it is."
Dao San Qian was taken aback, a bit awkwardly, and said:
"Really? According to the script, you should be arguing with me. Why did you just accept it?"