Little Ximo clenched his little fists and vowed earnestly.
Xun Xian: "..."
Yuan'Er: "..."
Jiunuan: "..."
Then came the standard adult words: "You're still young. You'll understand when you grow up."
What remained was Little Ximo's bewildered expression. Why are so many things only understandable when you're grown up? It's so strange!
He added, "No matter how much I grow, I'll never catch up to Sister Yuan'Er."
Everyone: "..."
Yuan'Er laughed awkwardly: "Children shouldn't speak such blunt truths."
Jiunuan glanced down at the water, then remained silent with a black line across his face, while Xun Xian burst into laughter.
...
In the monastery of the Cloud Descending Sect, Yuchi was sitting on the rooftop, looking at the painting card in his hand.
