In the blink of an eye, the little kid who used to be cradled in arms is now half-grown.
Seeing Yu Ziqing, the little kid obediently came over and stretched out their arms.
Yu Ziqing held the little kid, still a bit dazed, as if waking up from a deep sleep, not knowing if it was morning or afternoon.
Everything indicated that indeed, ten years had passed.
During these ten years, everything was stable, and the world was peaceful.
This was a rare period of tranquility not seen in a long time, as all Three Divine Dynasties sought stability and calm.
Even the East Sea was very peaceful, with no trouble from the Sea Clan along the coastline.
Occasionally, there were low-level little demons, kindly providing some life improvements for the fishermen along the coast.
Jinlan Mountain, over these years, also remained closed off, diligently training at home through simulations.
The people in the village fluently spoke the Dadui dialect.
