After finishing these, Chen Yuan stretched his arms and then turned around, waving towards the inner room.
The originally dim room under the sunset instantly warmed up, and a burst of infant laughter echoed from inside.
Chen Yuan smiled contentedly, walked in with big strides, and soon a conversation began inside,
"Little An'an, give daddy a kiss!"
"Haha, such a good child!"
"Someone came earlier to borrow something."
"What do you want to eat, mother of the child?"
"....."
This voice lingered in the small courtyard, wandering in the warm hue of the sunset, just like the ordinary life of countless households, plain and simple.
Meanwhile, outside Qingshan County, in the mountain forest, the Temple of Martial Arts priest Qiong Siliu stepped out of the void from thin air.
On a mountain peak below, a burly figure in a black four-clawed python robe stood with one hand behind his back, gazing into the distance.
