Zhao Rong had a smile on his face, while beside him, Lv Songfeng was already waving his hand.
"Master, all my fellow brothers and sisters!"
The boat hadn't yet reached the shore when the crisp voice of a girl rang out from the bank.
Lv Songfeng said, "Not seen for months, and our little sister has sprouted just like a bamboo shoot in spring, growing another segment."
"Eh!"
Displeased, Ling Zhaoheng by his side commented, "Bamboo segments, bamboo segments, too heroic. It should be a summer lotus under the crying cicadas on tall willows, elegant and out of the common run."
"Brother, you're quite the romantic in the Central Plains, having upset so many heroines, unlike me, a heartless guest from Xiaoxiang, accustomed to seeing elegant people."
"Hahaha...!" Everyone laughed as they disembarked.
Zhao Rong ignored their teasing and reached over to measure the girl's height with his hand as he got off the boat.
"You haven't grown that much taller, have you?"