"Ho ho... Old Dan, your granddaughter truly becomes more lovely by the day. I remember when I first saw her, she was just a cute little girl. Now, that little lady's title as the greatest beauty resounds throughout Holy Tomb Mountain." Dilaka stroked his beard, lavishing praise on her. His expression grew a little distant, and he suddenly sighed. "Time is such a fickle thing. It can mature a little girl into an unparalleled beauty, yet it never forgets to add a few more wrinkles to the faces of us old geezers."
Shan Qiuhen gave a resigned smile. "You old rascal, you still love dwelling on such pointless things. This is just the law of nature: the new replaces the old, and all things move in a cycle. To want to transcend it... Heh, how did I let you infect me with this mood? Let's just listen to this girl Ziyan host."
