"Debt, huh."
From the first time seeing Chen Zhaosheng, he looked at me with curiosity, the second time when I brought Chen Zhaosheng to Celestial Saint Mountain, he was naive, the third time he expressed determination to go home, the fourth time we met again when he joined the Celestial Spider, and most recently, Chen Zhaosheng has started growing a beard.
"In the blink of an eye, the little fellow from back then has now reached thirty years old."
Mo Qingyue's eyes were filled with reminiscence, as if recalling the changes in Chen Zhaosheng over the years, and also reminiscing the thirty years she herself had passed.
Half a cycle in the blink of an eye.
For a cultivator like her, it's just moving from Nirvana Fifth Layer to newly breaking through to the Peak, time hardly seems long.
But for another member of the Chen family.
"Young Master Xuantian, Chen Zhixing... Hmm, this title is because he holds the Profound Celestial Mirror?"
