"Hmm, I'm back."
Pei Min strapped the longsword to his waist and strode towards the Pei Family.
As for a Sword Cultivator, the main principle is to never be separated from the sword, making the sword a part of oneself, so as to better sense the sword.
Just like how Pei Min seemed to feel the longsword at his waist constantly pulsating... as if it too had a life of its own.
"Master, the young master is here."
The old steward called out loudly.
Pei Min then slowly stepped into the Pei Family that had moved to the County City.
He had already sent a letter to inform his parents of his imminent return home.
"Min'er, I've missed you dearly!" Pei Xiu laughed heartily as he walked out briskly.
Looking at his beloved son, whose appearance had greatly changed, he did not feel much strangeness. No matter how their children change, the bloodline bond allows parents to recognize them immediately.
"Min'er." Pei Min's mother also stepped out.
