"Master!" Du Fan and the others were so ecstatic that they couldn't help but call her again.

"Little Jiu!" From behind, Guan Xilin came forward and looked at them with joy. "Little Jiu, Mo Ze, it's been a long time."

"Big Brother!" Feng Jiu was so happy to see him. "When did you arrive? Are you the only one coming?"

"I've been here for a while and I'm the only one coming. Go, let's talk in the manor." Guan Xilin looked at Xuanyuan Mo Ze as he spoke, reaching out to pat his shoulder and saying, "It seems you've had a wonderful five years!" Although he couldn't determine their strength, he could tell they were much stronger than before.

Xuanyuan Mo Ze's lips curved upwards. "It was fine."

"Little Hao'er, don't you recognize me?" Guan Xilin came in front of Hao'er, reaching out and lifting him up. "The little boy has grown so big."

"Hao'er, call him uncle." Feng Jiu smiled and looked at Hao'er, signalling him to greet Guan Xilin.

"Uncle." Hao'er obediently called out.

"Good boy!" Guan Xilin laughed as he rubbed the boy's head.

Hao'er blinked and looked at Guan Xilin with curiosity. When he noticed how little he looked like his beautiful mother, he couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, why don't you look like my mother?"

His mother was so beautiful, but his uncle, well, he was just too burly. Was it because he ate so much?

"Because we are sworn siblings! Naturally, we look different." Guan Xilin laughed as he carried him inside.

Hearing this, Hao'er's interest was piqued; his eyes darted back and forth between his uncle and his mother. The more he thought, the brighter his eyes became. 

They were not biologically related, just as he was not his mother's child. But his mother treated him well as if he were her own son. The same was true of his uncle, who was not his mother's biological brother, but she treated him as if he were a beloved elder brother.

As if figuring out something, the child grinned and asked, "Uncle, have you ever seen Hao'er before?"

"Mm, when you were tiny, Uncle held you." Guan Xilin said as they entered the hall.

Xuanyuan Mo Ze and Feng Jiu took the main seats, with the others on either side. Servants walked back and forth with trays of pastries and tea as they set the table and then left.

"Hell's Lord, Miss, Little Master." Elder Mei stepped forward and bowed to them, but his eyes were always on Hao'er.

Seeing him, Xuanyuan Mo Ze said nothing, just picked up his tea and took a light sip, while Feng Jiu smiled lightly. Hao'er, on the other hand, looked at him with interest, and when he noticed his bald head, his smile faded, and he quietly nestled in Feng Jiu's arms.

"Elder Mei, it's been five years, I thought you would have left, but I didn't expect you to be waiting here." Feng Jiu sighed softly, her gaze falling on Elder Mei.

Five years ago, she thought his cultivation was unfathomable, now, his cultivation had stalled. Now, they could see through other people's cultivation with just a single glance. This level of strength was also the result of their five years of cultivation.

Elder Mei bowed his head in response. "I've always been waiting for Miss and Little Master to come back."

"Please take a seat! I'll talk to you later. " Feng Jiu motioned for him to sit down and then turned to look at the others.

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