For a moment, the entire hall suddenly became empty, leaving only the stone pillars engraved with runes standing silently.
Nannan's gaze wandered around the hall, suddenly landing on Zhou Qing.
Her little face instantly blossomed with a delighted smile: "You are... Brother Zhou Qing! I remember you!"
Zhou Qing's heart trembled, and he quickly stepped forward and crouched down, smiling: "We've met again, Nannan."
The little girl tilted her head, her big eyes darting around: "Where's the other brother with the yellow hair?"
"That brother...," Zhou Qing's eyes shifted, and he lowered his voice, "He went to take a dump."
"Pff—"
Nannan couldn't help but cover her nose, her little face scrunched up: "Smelly!"
She exaggeratedly fanned her hand, causing Zhou Qing to burst into laughter.
Soon, Nannan seemed to remember something, grabbing Zhou Qing's sleeve with eyes sparkling with anticipation: "Uncle said, Daddy is in Brother Zhou's sect."
