Guang Ling'er couldn't help but giggle when she heard the Cyan-forehead Qilin speak. She thought she was already quite gossipy, but this Little Demon King from the Qilin Race was even more so. Lin Xuankong and her senior sister had just begun their relationship, and yet this Little Demon King was already pondering about their future children.
Seeing the conversation between the Cyan-forehead Qilin and Guang Ling'er become more unrestrained, Lin Xuankong felt a bit helpless. He decided to walk into the pavilion by himself, sit on the cyan jade stool, and gaze at the beautiful scenery outside, resting without caring about these two extremely gossipy individuals.
Looking at the small bridge and flowing water outside, along with the immortal birds and spirit fish,
