Shen Ruoxi's eyes glistened with a faint sheen of water, but suddenly she caught sight of three figures ahead, a man and a woman, flanking an extraordinary elder walking toward them.
He had crane-like white hair but a child-like face, his posture nimble, exuding an ethereal and transcendent aura.
"Master." Shen Ruoxi's throat tightened, and the droplets in her eyes finally slipped down. She quickened her pace, took a few steps forward, knelt on both knees, and respectfully kowtowed thrice to her master.
"Get up quickly, you girl. You still know to come and see this old man. I thought you had long forgotten your master up in the clouds." The old man's voice carried a slight choke as he both scolded and dotingly helped her up.
"Master, I'm here, aren't I?" Shen Ruoxi said coquettishly.
"Junior Sister!"
"Junior Sister!"
Her second senior brother and sister greeted her excitedly, and she responded to each, creating a warm and joyful scene.
