"What's the matter?" Duan Yanran asked as she held her son, noticing how serious and earnest her husband looked; it had to be something very important.
"When you went to the Vast Ancient realm, you took Xiaoxiao with you. Where is she now? So much time has passed, and there hasn't been any news. She must be a young lady by now." Ling Tianyu had always wanted to ask about this, but he kept forgetting due to being so busy.
She was the daughter of his deceased brother Han Yi, his only child, and a precious gem.
She was taken away back then.
There's been no news until now, which truly worries him.
"I remember." Duan Yanran had also planned to discuss this with him when they returned later. Since he asked now, she might as well say, "Xiaoxiao is a young lady now. After all, so many years have passed."
"The master took her; that was a clone of the master."
