Lu Qian's heart melted, and he quickly embraced her, sitting back on the main seat together, patiently comforting until her sobs subsided.
With red eyes, Jiang Baitao lifted her head, and in front of her appeared a familiar figure: "Taotao, you've grown so much now. You're too big to cry like a baby."
Jiang Baitao made an effort to wipe away her tears, both surprised and joyful, choked as she exclaimed, "Senior Brother Yang!"
Next, several returning disciples stood up to greet her.
The young girl hadn't been in the sect for long when disaster befell it. However, she was lively and lovable, with a charming personality that easily made her familiar among the senior brothers and sisters, her popularity far surpassing Lu Qian's back then.
Only then did she realize all those before her were acquaintances, recalling her previous outburst of crying, Baitao's face flushed and she quickly jumped down from Lu Qian, going to greet them one by one.
