Yu Yan however, slightly shifted his body, and pulled out a small little child from behind him, and this child was even damn familiar. She was exactly the little pudding she saw half a year ago, who claimed she was her own junior-martial sister.
Zhu Yao’s legs froze, and at that moment, she felt something stifling had stuffed the depths of her heart.
Yu Yan however, held onto that child, and walked towards her with big strides. Stopping two feet before her, with a gentle expression, he said. “Yu… Yao. Your master shall introduce someone to you.”