"Master, can we really... really go on that big Immortal Ship together?"
Qing Jun's small face was filled with excitement and unease, her little hands tightly clutching Zhiwei's hem as her bright phoenix eyes blinked at Chen Ye.
Zhiwei, on the other hand, appeared much calmer. She brought over a stool, stepped on it, and quietly helped Chen Ye tidy up his hair bun.
Chen Ye smiled and patted Qing Jun's head, "Of course, it's true. From now on, you will follow Master and cultivate well in the Immortal Sect, striving to become powerful immortals soon!"
"Okay!"
Qing Jun jerked her head, shaking off Chen Ye's hand.
A bright smile blossomed on her little face as she happily shook her bell.
Before the departure, Chen Ye took his two disciples to bid farewell to Li Dageng's family and Hee Qi.
