Luo Ling Immortal called Fan Wubing over.
"Sister Ling Xian, what's the matter?"
Luo Ling Immortal had already heard about what her great-grandfather did, and upon hearing him call her "Sister Ling Xian," she couldn't help but smile,
"You've changed your tone quite quickly. Why not cut to the chase and just call me sister?"
Fan Wubing responded awkwardly, "Well, it hasn't happened yet."
Luo Ling Immortal waved her hand dismissively, "I couldn't care less about you kids' matters. Just don't end up scaring Qingyao into hiding under my table again."
Fan Wubing blinked, "Hiding under the table?"
Luo Ling Immortal remembered her sister's strict injunction not to speak of this and quickly cleared her throat to change the subject,
"Let me ask you, you came to the northern lands to look for your senior sister at the Sea of Eternal Life, right?"
Fan Wubing nodded, "Yes."
