In the garden, the Jin Patriarch spoke casually.
But a trace of impatience flashed through Long Xuan; it had only been three months since they last met, and the young lady had changed, becoming different.
If not for the similarity in spirit and essence, one might think she had been possessed.
Recently, the young lady had smiled more, enjoyed dressing up, and was diligent in various services.
"Miss, have you truly chosen him?"
Long Xuan asked.
"Yes!"
The Jin Patriarch replied calmly.
"We came from the Central State, our clan was annihilated and we became wanderers with nothing left, what right do we have to speak of love between men and women!" Long Xuan said, "Miss, have you forgotten the hatred of our clan's annihilation?"
"I dare not forget, I never dare to forget!"
