"Xu Qingjun, sixteen years old, Foundation Establishment First Layer."
Chen Ye lifted his teacup, blew away the foam with his head lowered, and answered calmly.
If he counted from the time he picked her up, she was actually twelve.
But if he counted from this girl's true origin… even the ancestral patriarchs of Huayue Mansion would have to call her "senior" when they saw her; she'd been alive in that egg for several hundred, if not a thousand, years.
Of course.
Chen Ye had always counted from the time he picked her up; this time he'd deliberately added four years.
He wasn't worried that Gu Tangyin would see through it.
Although Qing Jun still looked like a tiny thing on the outside, in the Cultivation Realm, you couldn't judge age by appearance.
Take Bai Susu for example—looking at her, who would know she's already over twenty?
"Sixteen?!"
