"Is this Jinchi Island?" Bai Ruozhu asked, somewhat puzzled. Why did she feel it was quite similar to the Jiuli Clan's valley?
Lingyu slightly lifted his chin and said somewhat proudly, "This is where we of the Golden Wings Clan live, but it's not called Jinchi Island, it's called Li Island."
"Li Island? As in 'departing'?" Bai Ruozhu asked.
"No, it's the 'Li' from melancholy," Lingyu replied.
Gao Zhou smirked, "Isn't that the same word?"
"It means something different," Lingyu replied arrogantly.
"Not much difference," Gao Zhou said bluntly.
Lingyu snorted coldly, clearly displeased. Bai Ruozhu sighed, tugging at Gao Zhou's sleeve. Her father-in-law was becoming more childlike; there was no need to pay him any mind.
Just then, a few figures appeared on the horizon, flying to Bai Ruozhu and the others in the blink of an eye.
Indeed, they came fluttering on wings.
