"Alright, then it's settled, we're leaving."
With that, Dishitian leapt into Shen Cuixia's arms as she walked over.
Shen Cuixia briefly bid farewell to Ye Huan and left together with Dishitian.
Ye Huan watched them leave.
Looking at Shen Cuixia's back, he furrowed his brow and couldn't help but murmur, "Aunt Cuixia, why do I feel like you're a bit strange today?"
"Hmm?"
Shen Cuixia turned her head, equally puzzled, "Strange in what way?"
"Oh, it's just a subconscious feeling of something being off, but I can't exactly say what..." Ye Huan studied Shen Cuixia carefully for a moment, then furrowed his brow once more, "Are you ill?"
"Hey, after all this time, you've learned to curse your aunt?" Shen Cuixia playfully poked Ye Huan on the nose.
"I'm not cursing you, I just feel like your meridians seem a bit weak..."
