That night. Within an elegant room in the Spirit Radiance Hall.

Chen Xi personally prepared a sumptuous feast, and he enjoyed it with Qing Xiuyi, Chen Yu, and Chen An. Only the four of them were present, and Chen Xi wasn’t willing to allow others to disturb this moment of private time between loved ones. 

During the feast, Chen Xi seemed to have transformed into a garrulous old woman that talked without end, and he tossed out a pile of questions without end.

For example, how his younger brother Chen Hao was, how the Chen Clan had changed, how Song Lin, Duanmu Ze, Du Qingxi, the Old Turtle King, the Nine-tailed Fox King and the others were. 

For example…

There were too many questions.

Chen Yu spoke freely and frankly when facing this, and he answered every single question Chen Xi threw at him. On the other hand, Chen An complemented him from the side and covered the things he missed, whereas Qing Xiuyi listened silently at the side. She frequently glanced at Chen Xi before glancing at the two little fellows, and her face was covered in a warm and happy expression.

At this moment, even though it was calm and flat, yet it was a rare moment of happiness for the four people that were present here, and it was something that was impossible...