Song Qingxi quickly realized what was on Song Qingxing's mind. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. "You're the clan's Purple Mansion Seed. Did you really think they would neglect your family all these years?
It's been more than a decade; isn't it normal for things to have changed?"
With that, she stepped forward and knocked on the main door.
A moment later, a deep voice called out from within, "Who is it? I'm coming."
Soon, the heavy, vermilion gate CREAKED open, revealing a middle-aged man in fine clothing.
Song Yuan looked at the young woman before him, noting her extraordinary air. After confirming she wasn't from any of the neighboring families, he asked in confusion, "And you are?"
"Big Brother."
Before Song Qingxi could answer, Song Qingxing silently stepped forward and uttered those two familiar yet strange words.
