"Older sister, you don't need to go inside."
Listening to Lu Jin'an's voice so close at hand, Lu Yunzhu's mind only echoed with the words 'older sister'.
After eleven years, eleven months, eleven days, and two hours, hearing "older sister" called out from Lu Jin'an's mouth again, the eyes beneath Lu Yunzhu's mask appeared extremely lost.
The legs beneath the black sword clothes involuntarily bent, and her breathing seemed to hasten a bit.
Immediately after, her mind was occupied by the thought 'he recognized me', and joy appeared in her lost eyes.
When Jin'an ran away from home, he was only nine years old. Now, eleven years have passed, and both have changed considerably, especially with her disguise.
The unseen mask, the unheard voice, the identity of the Sunset Mountain Divine Envoy... Yet even so, he still recognized the older sister who raised him until nine years old with full devotion.
It's truly... so joyful.
