Yu Yan glanced at that crying creature, who was said to be his grand-disciple, and was evidently getting a little impatient. He never had patience for anyone else, and that included his grand-disciple as well. “Back then, didn’t you suggest to take her as your disciple in front of Zi Mo? In the days… you weren’t here, your master have already helped you make the arrangements, and have her enter the Jade Forest Mountain when she’s five years old.”
Zi Mo? Disciple? Zhu Yao desperately searched through the memories in her mind. She seemed to have told Zi Mo about this matter, but the person she wanted to take in back then was…
Wait a minute!
Zhu Yao pulled the little girl away, and only then did she seriously inspect that small little face of hers. After a closer look, she realized there really were the faint letters, “BUG”, on her face. “She’s Zi Mo’s daughter!”