Ning Daoran and Big Stupid Deer were also taken aback.
The woman martial artist before them had a familiar air amidst her graceful features, vaguely reminiscent of Little Hehua's appearance as a child.
The woman martial artist in the blue robe stood there dumbfounded. In her eyes, Ning Daoran was just like the young boy she remembered, only now dressed in a cultivator's attire. Meanwhile, Big Stupid Deer beside him had changed appearance, having grown into a white deer with a coat of snowy fur.
"Brother Ning… Brother Ning!"
Her voice was as crisp and clear as it had been in the past.
"Little Hehua?"
Ning Daoran swept his Divine Sense over her, confirming that it was indeed Little Hehua's Divine Soul. "Old Lu and I have come back!"
"Brother Ning!"