Xiao Rue was a bit excited, "Auntie, you go ask my grandma, and I'll ask my dad."
Xiao Ya could now understand Xiao Rue's feelings.
The two of them went out together. Qi Xuan was in cultivation, making use of every moment available. He just wanted to quickly improve his cultivation.
He wasn't deeply meditating, so he collected his energy when he knew his son entered.
Looking at his dad, Xiao Rue really didn't know how to speak. But now was the opportunity, the people on the flying boat were trustworthy and could be asked.
"What's wrong? Is there something difficult?"
"Dad, could you give me my mom's portrait?"
Qi Xuan paused for a moment, "I don't have one. I'll draw one now."
Xiao Rue excitedly nodded, waiting by the side.
Qi Xuan drew a portrait of Xiao Wan as a mortal, then thought it wasn't quite right, so he drew another portrait from the Yin Realm.
"The last one should be your mother in the Immortal World, I've only seen her this way once."
