Heading to Join the War?

Ye Futian revealed a dazzling smile as he looked at the somewhat familiar face before him. He said, "You are all grown up. I nearly did not recognize you."

As he said this, he extended his hand to caress Ye Qingyao's head like he used to. Ye Qingyao's body wanted to move out of the way out of habit. However, she turned stiff and did not do so. Her gaze was somewhat excited.

For so many years, let alone touching her head, very few people even dared to approach her.

She wondered, "If the members of the Dark Court witnessed this scene, what sort of expressions would they have?"

"Qingyao, have you been well all these years?" asked Ye Futian caringly. In his mind, Ye Qingyao was still that self-abased little girl that believed she would bring bad luck to those around her.